Page 77 of Danger and Dominance
The room wasn’t large—she didn’t expect it to be—but it had everything they could need in it.In the farthest corner was a full-size bed, small enough that it didn’t take up the entire room but large enough that two people could easily fit on it.Especially for sex.In the center of the ceiling a D-ring was bolted to the ceiling, chains currently dangling down from it with cuffs attached to the ends.
There was a St.Andrew’s cross to her right, in the corner opposite the bed.The door was in another corner of the room, so that she walked in toward the cross.Along the left wall adjacent to the club was a large wardrobe, several open shelves, and a peg board.Considering what was displayed on the shelves and peg board, she could only imagine what types of toys and implements were in the wardrobe.
Turning to look behind her, she could see Master David doing something to the sign on the wall next to the door, his foot keeping the door open.Finishing up, he started to come inside the room and smiled when he saw her looking at him.
“Changing it to ‘in-use’,” he explained.
Right.That made sense.Cassidy nodded, nervously waiting for him to join her.Closing the door behind him, he put his bag down next to the wardrobe, studying her again.She clasped her hands behind her back, trying not to wilt under his scrutiny.
The closed door shut out the sounds of the club, of the other people, turning them into muffled white noise rather than anything legible.
They were alone.
“I don’t know how it was at your last club, but the sound in here is hooked up to the security system,” Master David explained, walking forward and putting his bag down.His expression was serious as he looked down at her, her head tipping back to meet his gaze.“If you say ‘red,’ the Dungeon Monitors will hear it and automatically pull up the video for this room—which means they’re watching right now since I said it.They monitor everything and will come running if necessary.”
“Oh.Okay.Thank you.”Stronghold had a very similar system.Cassidy decided not to point out how much damage could be done to a person in sixty seconds while they waited for the DMs to appear.The safety measure was better than nothing.At least someone would be on the way.
Watching her, Master David’s lips quirked as if he knew what she was thinking.
“I’m not going to use any restraints again this evening,” he said reassuringly.Cassidy felt a brief spurt of disappointment.“You’re just going to have to be a good girl and hold yourself in place for me.”
Oh.Oh.
Well, when he put it that way.
Heat flowed from her lower body up to her cheeks, leaving them hot pink and right back down again as she did her best not to squirm in place.
“Yes, Sir,” she whispered and watched a similar heat flare in his eyes.Her body felt like it was pulsing in anticipation of what was to come.
“Okay, little spark.Now, I want you to take off that little silk thing so I can see what you have on underneath.”
Not much.
Her mouth felt suddenly dry, but this was what she’d wanted.What she’d hoped for.And why she’d worn something that was so easy to take off.
Hooking her thumbs under the thin strings of her chemise, she tugged them off her shoulders and let the silk slide over her body.Watching him watch her, she could see the desire in his expression grow as the tiny bit of clothing between them fluttered to the ground, leaving her in nothing but her favorite heels and a miniscule thong.The tiny scrap of triangle fabric and strings wasn’t really functional; it was mostly for show.
For tantalizing.
Going by the look in Master David’s eyes, it worked.
She stepped out of the little circular pool of silk that was at her feet, one step closer to him.
“Good girl.”His voice was lower than before, rougher, and her body thrilled to the sound of it.She was pretty sure she saw his hand twitch, as though he wanted to reach out to touch her.“Now, I want you to lace your fingers together behind your head and stand with your legs shoulder-width apart.”
A classic submissive pose, one she’d stood in many times.Cassidy raised her arms, lacing her fingers behind her head with her elbows spread wide.She shifted her feet apart, feeling the coolness of the air in the room flowing across her inner thighs and the damp silk over her pussy.
The position made her breasts thrust out in front of her, as if she was offering them up to him… which, in truth, she was.
Touch me, hurt me, play with me.
Her breath stuttered in her throat.
Despite the scenes she’s done at Stronghold, post her Douchebag Don era, she hadn’t felt this level of excitement, this level of anticipation, until Master David.He was the difference, or at least, her attraction to him was.He made all the difference.
“Very pretty,” Master David said, stalking up to her.Rather than coming to a halt in front of her, he moved around her.The first time, he was looking her over, inspecting her, making her blush at the closeness of his attention.Her nipples puckered, hardening further as her anticipation grew.
The second time he moved around her, his hands reached out to explore.Touching her.Caressing her.Heat flared everywhere his fingers landed, making her want to squirm even more.She couldn’t press her thighs together to put some pressure on the aching parts between them without disobeying, though.
