Oh. Had he forgotten?
“Red.”
“Good girl. I want you to say it at any time if you need to, all right?”
“Uh-huh.” What was he planning?
“I want to work on our trust and communication and I have an idea.” He drew an eye mask from his pocket.
Her breath caught.
“I’m only going to use this,” he explained. “No bondage. Nothing else. Just the eye mask. But you will need to listen to me for instructions. Understand? And trust that I won’t lead you wrong. Okay?”
“A-all right.” Now, she was nervous.
He moved behind her and put the eye mask on. Her heart rate increased and she had to fight the urge to pull it back.
“Such a good Pet. Can you see anything?”
“No, Sir.”
He took hold of her hand and she clung on.
“You’re doing so well,” he soothed. “I’m going to hold your hand and lead you to the sofa.”
It took all of her control to let him walk her to the sofa. This was so much harder than she’d expected. By the time he stopped, she was breathing heavily.
“I’ve put a cushion on the floor, Pet. If you kneel, you’ll land on it. I’m going to hold your hands to keep you steady.”
You can do this.
What’s the worst that could happen?
“Good girl. I’m so impressed with how well you are doing.”
She wasn’t sure why. She hadn’t really done anything, but still, that was nice to hear.
She held both of his hands as he helped lower her to her knees onto the cushion.
“Well done. Now, right in front of you is the coffee table. I am not going to tie your hands, but I want you to keep them on top of your thighs unless you feel off-balance. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“That’s my good pet. Open your mouth.”
Oh God.
What was he going to give her? She was almost too scared to open her mouth. But that was nuts.
She had to trust in him.
Then, to her shock, something creamy and sweet hit her tongue.
Chocolate.
She loved chocolate!
“How was that, Pet?”