Page 117 of Nikolai (Kansas City Reapers)

“Well, hello, princess,” I said with a smile. “Come in and stand beside me. Present form.”

The smile that lit up her face at my command warmed my heart. The postural commands were new to her, and not something I engaged in often, especially recently. Truth be told, I rarely got to that point with a submissive, only using it if the submissive themself requested it, and even then, I rarely felt comfortable with it.

But things were different now.

“We are going to do things a little differently tonight, love.” I kissed the top of her forehead, unable to stop myself from reaching out and touching her, even if it wasn’t how I traditionally began a scene. Everything was different now. Everything had changed, now that Maddy was in my life.

“Yes, Sir,” she said, her eyes lowered and her hands clasped firmly behind her back, a coquettish smile curling the edges of her pretty little mouth.

“Tonight, I’m going to have some fun. You, on the other hand… Well, that’s a different story.” I took her by the hand, leading her to the side of the bed, where a black drawstring bag lay on the floor.

“What’s that?” she asked, having been pulled from her position, her eyes following my movements as I placed the bag on the bed and opened it.

“Tonight we are going to be exploring bondage.”

“Bondage? As in rope?” she asked, a glint of excitement brightening her eyes.

“Well, yes, and no.” I pulled a handful of clothespins all linked together with twine from the bag, setting them on the bed for her to see. “Tonight we are going to be exploringpredicamentbondage.”

“Didn’t we do that once before? With the weights?”

“Funny you should mention that, actually.” I pulled a weight from beneath the bed; a much heavier weight than we had used before.

“Uh, Sir…” she said worriedly, chewing on her bottom lip. “I’m a strong girl, but maybe notthatstrong.”

“Trust, princess. Trust your Sir, and know that I will steer you in the right direction. I promise.” I threw her awink as I lay the connected pins on the bed, straightening the strands for ease of use.

“Now, this isn’t going to work if you are still wearing that robe of yours. Off with it, and make sure you place it on the hook,” I said, pointing to the small hook I’d installed near the door just yesterday.

Almost skipping, she ran over to the hook, untying the sash of her robe and hanging it on the hook, just as I had instructed.

The curves of her body, now fully on display, pulled my attention completely, the strands of twine and clothespins forgotten for a solitary moment.

As she turned, my breath caught in my throat. Her body, from top to bottom, was utter perfection. It had only been just over a month since I had first set eyes on her, and still, it was like the first time, every single time.

“On the bed with you.” I snapped my fingers, pointing to the bed. “I want you on your back, arms stretched above your head, and legs uncrossed. Remember, we agreed there would be no malicious compliance this evening. This is not the time to let that brat attitude fly. Not like that, at least.”

“That’s okay, Sir,” she said, kissing my cheek as she hopped up on top of the bed, mindful of the strands of pins and twine as she lay back against the pillows in exactly the position I had commanded. “There’s always my mouth.”

“Oh, princess. Little do you know,” I chuckled. Tonight was going to be fun.

I set the bag back on the floor, leaning over the bedto kiss her sassy little mouth before I grabbed the first strand of pins.

“Pain is not just about impact. Pain can come in many forms, and tonight, you’re going to learn all about that. Now, take a deep breath for me.”

I watched her take a deep, steadying breath before I pinched a small fold of skin just beside her nipple. Moving with deliberate care, mindful that there was no twisting, I placed the first pin.

She gasped, her eyes widening before she calmed once more.

“How does that feel, princess?” I asked, checking in with her.

“Honestly, not so bad, Sir,” she answered with a shrug. I took the placed pin in between two fingers, tugging on it slightly. She whimpered; a fucking beautiful sound.

“Want to know a secret?” I asked, my lips curling into a devilish smirk as I leaned down close to her ear. She nodded, biting her lower lip as I chuckled. “It’s not the application that hurts.”

I tugged hard on the pin, not opening it as it pulled off her skin with a sharp snap. She gasped, her eyes opening wide and her back arching.

“It’s the removal.” I winked, replacing the pin in the same location before moving to the next.

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