BDSM Checklist: A, B, C

Chapter 70

Beth sprawled on the bed beside Master James, eyes closed. One of her arms was dangling off the edge in an awkward manner that was making it impossible to fall completely asleep, but she was dozing in a post-orgasm state of bliss.

“Beth, it’s almost time to go.”

“Hmm?”

Strong arms pulled her against a warm chest and Beth relaxed into the embrace.

“It’s nearly six.”

That woke her up. “PM? Sunday?”

“Yes.”

Her stomach clenched. Their weekend was over. Yesterday had been a whirlwind of kinky sex, the feather duster giving way to a good long fuck with her bent over the table, followed by dinner in the dining room, while she wore cuffs and nipple clamps, a one-foot-long chain connecting each cuff to the corresponding clamp, which made eating an adventure and ensured that by the time they were done, her well-stimulated nipples had her so desperate for release that she’d literally jumped on James the instant they entered their room.

But it wasn’t their room, it was a playroom—and one they’d be leaving shortly.

Today they’d taken it easy—the focus on getting Beth to express what she wanted in a way that fit with her rule-based view of BDSM. Master James had convinced her that she could still use the rules as a guide, but that wiggling her hips while standing in an appropriate posture was not “breaking the rules” but rather letting a Dom know that she was feeling sexy or playful.

Lunch had been memorable—she’d spent it cuffed wrist and ankle to a straight-backed chair on the stage in the courtyard. A straight-backed chair with the head of a wand vibrator mounted in the seat. James had used heavy chain in an X pattern to bind her upper body to the chair, the weight and pressure of the chains reminiscent of the feelings she’d gotten from the corset.

The restraints gave her enough space that she could move her hips, increasing and decreasing the vibration against her clit by sliding forward and back. After greedily coming three times in the first half hour, Beth had backed off, but found the audience that had gathered to watch her while they ate kept her aroused. Soon she was wiggling her hips forward, grinding her clit against the vibrator.

It was far from the first time she’d been put on display, but it was the first time she’d been putting on a show.

She’d spent nearly two hours strapped to the chair, and towards the end she begged Master James for more. He’d added heavy clover clamps on her nipples, then placed the short connecting chain in her mouth, allowing her to tilt her chin and increase the pinch on her sensitive buds.

had been half-mad from all the orgasms by that point and protested. She’d sucked his cock before he finally tumbled her onto the

“How are you feeling?”

truth, but when he rolled her over and frowned down at her,

rolled off the bed and stretched. “Would you prefer to shower here or

his mood. Had she said something wrong? What was going on, and what did that nauseous sensation in

don’t have a

jump under the shower here.” He walked towards the

“James, wait.”

surprise. It was the first

“Is this…are we done?”

face.

most sexually satisfying of her life, and more than that, she was comfortable with him in a way she’d never been with anyone—in the scene or in vanilla life. The feeling that

I was yours

“Yes.”

being so distant, why was he making this hard on

go back to, was

the courage that came with not being exposed. “We’re not

he smiled. “We’re

“No.”

do you think we

want.” It

what do you

at the club. She’d hadn’t been the kind of sub he favored on Friday afternoon, but he’d showed her that she actually enjoyed submitting to someone like him far more than she enjoyed submitting to a stricter Master. They made a good pair,

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