“So yummy!”
“That was a reward for being so obedient. Have you ever had a scene go bad when you were blindfolded?”
She shook her head.
“Words, Pet,” he warned.
“Uh, no, I haven’t.”
“So is there a reason you don’t like the idea of being fully bound? Or bound and blindfolded?”
She shrugged. She wasn’t answering that.
“Open your mouth again.”
She eagerly opened it and something gross was put in her mouth. “Yuck!”
“No spitting it out. Swallow.”
“What was that? And why?” she cried.
“You were warned to use your words. If you don’t want to answer something, say that you don’t want to answer. And it was lettuce. Not really that bad.”
Said him.
“What is your favorite color?” he asked.
“Green!”
The questions kept coming. When she was good and answered him, she got chocolate and bits of a cinnamon bun.When she didn’t want to answer, she got fruit. Still good. And when she was naughty and forgot to use her words, he gave her lettuce and raw cauliflower.
“How are your knees, Pet?”
“They’re okay, Sir,” she replied. Although now that he mentioned it, they were getting a bit sore.
“I think they’re probably sore. I’m going to hold your hands and pull you up.”
He stood her up on her feet and she swayed, feeling disorientated.
“Easy, Pet. Lean on me. Nice, deep breaths.”
She leaned against him and he rubbed his hand up and down her back.
“Good girl. You’re doing such a good job. I want you to take two steps to your right. Now, stop.”
Okay, she was getting nervous again.
“Now, one step forward and turn ninety degrees toward your left. That’s it. Now, sit back.”
Shit.
This was definitely pushing her. If she sat and there was nothing behind her, she’d be in pain.
But this is Salem.
He’s not a sadistic bastard trying to harm you.
So she took a leap of faith and sat, only to land on the sofa. A sigh of relief escaped her.