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Authors: Jaymie Holland

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It was enough to scare her into running.

But not anymore.

Her thoughts went back to last night and the
things Zach had said. How he would tell her how to do her makeup
and what to wear.

She looked in one of the store mirrors and
straightened her crimson blouse and matching cashmere cardigan over
her black slacks that he had dressed her in that morning when he
took her by her house before work. Her long hair fell around her
shoulders. Her brown eyes always looked bigger when she used makeup
and she had to admit the colors he had chosen looked great on her.
Shades of gold and bronze that she hadn’t tried before, but were on
her palette.

Her business and her independence were
important to her. But maybe that was why she liked Zach being in
control of her. She was so used to running her business and being
the one in charge and making tough decisions, that it was exciting
to have someone make all the decisions for her. Zach said he would
take care of her. He loved control, but he was not selfish. Because
he cared for her so much, something about that caused her to want
someone she could trust, someone strong, someone like Zach.

She closed her eyes for a moment. Was she
rushing into something that she would regret later? She had told
herself she wasn’t going to jump into another relationship after
what Ted had done to her.

This isn’t Ted. This is Zach.

Yes, this was exactly where she wanted to
be.

It had been a busy day and seemed to drag on
forever, and she spent most of her time dusting the knickknacks
that crowded the store. She sold things she loved, like statues of
mythical creatures, pewter figurines of warlocks, fairies, elves,
and dragons, crystal balls, along with incense burners and every
scent of incense that she could find. She had a huge assortment of
beads for customers to make their own jewelry along with lots of
other baubles.

As she dusted all she could think about was
Zach. She was so anxious to see him again. This time they would
have dinner at his home and then what else would he show her, do
with her, to her. She could never have rushed into things so
quickly with anyone else. Being together with Zach was amazing. She
didn’t think she could get enough of him.

At a quarter after five she walked out of the
shop and her belly flip-flopped when she saw him parked in front of
the store. He leaned up against his Jaguar, his hands braced to
either side of him on the car.

Delicious. He looked so sexy in a dark suit
that fit his tall form well. A smile touched his lips. His black
hair wasn’t as smoothly combed back as it had been last night. Now
it was a bit mussed from the breeze and she could see it was a
little longer than she had thought.

She turned away from Zach long enough to lock
the heavy front door of her shop then walked up to him feeling like
no time at all had passed since they had first met. “Hi.”

“You look beautiful.” His smile was sexy and
slightly naughty as he looked at her. “I’ve been thinking about you
all day.”

“Funny, but I’ve been thinking about you,
too.” She reached him and he took her by her shoulders and kissed
her. “Mmmmm…” She gave a happy sigh. “And that’s what I’ve been
waiting for all day.”

He enveloped her in a snug embrace and he
kissed the top of her head. “I have lots more planned for you than
just a kiss.”

“Good.” She brushed his lips with hers. “You
were holding back last night. I want to experience what you really
like. I want to be like you picture me, in the same look and
position that excites you the most.”

His eyes were dark, his expression intense.
“Be careful what you ask for, honey.”

Her expression was serious as she said, “I’m
ready. I want to experience what you love.”

After he helped her into the car he went to
the driver’s side and climbed in then headed for his home. Like his
nightclub, her shop wasn’t far from his home and it took only
moments to get there.

His home was amazing and she got a better
look at it this time because she didn’t end up with her clothes off
almost as soon as she walked in. That was perfectly fine with her,
but it was nice to see the place where he spent his days and nights
when he wasn’t working.

Or playing with other women.

She frowned at the thought. But something
about those images aroused her also.

“What’s wrong?” He paused just before they
reached the kitchen.

“Nothing.” She shook her head.

“Something is bothering you,” he said. “I can
tell you’re not telling me the truth.”

She looked away for a moment before turning
her gaze back to his. “I was just thinking that you’ve played with
a lot of women.”

“That’s true.” He studied her, “And you’ve
had sex with other men.”

“Yes…” She bit the inside of her lip before
she continued. “Is what you said to me last night something you
tell other women? Do you tell other women that they are yours?”

“Only you, Christy. There is no one else that
I am involved with right now.” He took her into his arms and she
caught his masculine scent and felt the heat of his body. “I don’t
tell them a lot of things that I told you.”

She looked up at him. “Like what?”

“That I want to care for them in every way.”
He placed a kiss on top of her head. “I don’t feel that way about
other women. Okay?”

She nodded. “Okay.”

He smiled, took her by the hand, and led her
to the kitchen. She caught the smells of freshly baked bread,
roasted vegetables, and other delicious smells.

“I ordered in from my restaurant. They don’t
deliver, but it is one of the bennies of owning the place.” He
opened up aluminum containers with fish and vegetables, and a bag
with a baguette inside. “Your favorite. Swordfish.”

“You have a good memory.” She breathed in the
smells. “Yum.”

“I remember a lot of things.” He said and his
words held meaning to them.

They set the table with a place setting at
the head and one to the right of it. Then they brought in the
containers with their dinner.

“I’m glad it wasn’t too much for you last
night,” he said as he arranged the containers on the table.

“Are you kidding?” She smiled at him as she
set a bottle of white wine, along with two wine glasses, on the
table. “It was amazing.”

“I had plans to take it really slow with
you,” he said. “But it didn’t quite work out that way.”

She put her hand on his arm. “Don’t hold back
and do what excites you. I would love that.”

With one hand, he reached for her face and
pushed strands of her hair behind her ear. “I don’t want things to
move too fast for you and frighten you away.”

“I’ve researched so much, watched movies,
looked at pictures on this for the last eleven years,” she said. “I
have pictured myself doing so many things but I have never found
the right person I could actually experience them with. Last night
was just amazing. You won’t frighten me away. I trust you. So
please, I want you to do what excites you. I want to see that
excitement in your eyes when you have me where you want me.”

His dark eyes seemed to grow more intense.
“You’d better be careful of what you ask for.”

She gave him a teasing look. “So, Master
Zach, are you afraid of me?”

Zach put his head back, looked up at the
ceiling, and laughed. When he looked back at her, he said, “You’re
pushing me, are you? It actually excites me to hear you talk like
this. You have just changed my plan for the evening.”

She smiled but before she could sit, he said,
“I want you to take off your cardigan and blouse.”

She paused, her hand on the dining room
chair. “You want me to eat in my bra?”

“No.” He gave a dangerously sexy smile. “I
want you to take off your bra, too.” Shivers ran through her whole
body at the thought. When she hesitated, he said, “Now,
Christy.”

He watched as she slipped off her cardigan
and draped it over the back of a chair. The hungry look in his eyes
told her that he was enjoying seeing her remove her clothing.

She met his gaze as she unbuttoned her blouse
and put it aside with the cardigan. She reached behind her and
unfastened her lacy bra and laid it on top of the blouse. Heat
burned through her as she stood before him.

“Take off your slacks,” he said. She took one
look at his hard expression and hurried to slip out of her slacks,
leaving her in panties, stockings, and heels.

When she put her hand on the back of her
chair, he shook his head. “Not yet.”

He had something in his hand. When he opened
it on his palm was a pair of dangly things made of tiny silver
bells that looked like earrings but with loops on one end.

“These are nipple nooses.” He held one up.
“You’re going to wear them tonight.”

She held her hands to her breasts. “My
nipples are still sore.”

“Christy,” he said in a warning tone. “Come
here.”

She went to him and sucked in her breath
while he pinched one nipple then slid one of the nooses over it.
“That wasn’t so bad,” she said and then he tightened the noose so
that she caught her breath. That will teach me to say something
like that out loud.

The nipple ached now, but then it became a
more pleasant ache than the nipple clamps had caused. He put the
other noose on her opposite nipple and she winced when he tightened
it.

“Let’s have a seat.” He pulled back her chair
and then she sat, the little bells ringing as she moved. He took
his own seat and looked at her with fire in his eyes. “Eat.”

It felt naughty and unbelievably erotic to be
sitting at the table and eating dinner without anything on but her
panties and stockings and black high heel shoes while he remained
in his suit. He didn’t even take off his jacket, which seemed to
separate them even more. He was the Dom. She was the sub, and she
had to be kept in her place.

He raised his wine glass then rubbed it over
each of her nipples, the cold making them feel even tighter.

When they were finished with dinner they
cleared the table and the bells on her nipples jangled as she
moved.

After everything was put away, he took her by
the hand. They walked through his house and stopped at a door. “Are
you sure you want more?”

She nodded. “Whatever you can give me.”

“All right.” He looked serious as he spoke.
“Just remember that you asked for it.”

She expected something fascinating to be on
the other side of the door when he opened it, but it was just an
office with a desk and walls lined with books on polished oak
shelves.

“What are we going to do in here?” She looked
up at him. “Play boss and secretary?”

He grinned and led her to the wall behind the
desk. “Maybe another time.”

Still holding her hand, he reached for a lion
figure, moved it a little bit aside, then reached in and pushed
something.

The wall started to move.

“No way.” She looked at him in disbelief.
“Like in a book or movie.” She brought her gaze back to the moving
wall. “How cool is this?”

“Very cool,” he said and she smiled.

They stepped onto a landing and a flight of
stairs led below. The staircase was beautifully done, polished oak
and it stopped at another landing and then a door was at the
opposite end. As they started to walk down, the wall closed behind
them with a hard thump and locking sound. The bells on her nipples
jangled in the quiet as they went.

When they reached the bottom, she looked up
at him.

He studied her as if gauging how she was
feeling at the moment. “Are you ready?”

“Yes.” She nodded. “For everything you can
give me.”

He paused and gave her one more look before
he opened the door.

 

 

Chapter 7

 

 

Christy’s eyes widened as she took in the
room and her heart started beating faster. Zach coaxed her forward,
into the room, and her heels clicked on a polished wood floor and
the bells jingled on her nipples.

Her skin prickled as she looked at things she
had seen only on websites and pictures. She was nothing less than
stunned. There was so much here. She wouldn’t have known what
most—if any—of it was when she and Zach were first together, but
her research made much of it familiar. The more she had read about
it, the more she wanted to experience it and now here she was and
it was all Zach’s.

Throughout her research, she had never seen
anything so high quality and beautiful. It was all almost too much
to absorb. He took her by the hand and began to give her a tour of
his dungeon. Anticipation caused her heart to beat a little harder
as she thought of what he might do to her with each of the
items.

They went from one thing to another, him
wanting to give her a taste of the devices. He treated his toys
like a car collector treated his prized vintage car and he told her
what he liked about each. She saw the locks, the keys, the
extension of his control.

Every word expressed his desire for control
and she wanted him to use them on her. To feel his toys, to be his
toy.

Two walls were mirrors. Bondage furniture
such as a spanking bench, crafted in burgundy leather and dark
wood, was arranged throughout. A St. Andrew’s cross was on one end
and an iron cage on the other side.

“These are a couple of my favorites”, he said
point to the two chairs full of straps. One chair had a V-opening
on one seat while the other chair had a dildo and a smaller plug
that she assumed was an attached ass plug. “I can have you on here
and watch you from five feet away and my toys will make you feel
like I am inside you.”

What he said was so erotic that she felt an
ache between her thighs. She could picture herself right there with
Zach watching, making her feel like it was him instead of the
dildo.

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