She’d driven herself to the restaurant and this time followed him to his place. Once inside the house, he said, “First of all, I’m going to give you a task for when you go home tomorrow.”
Excitement flared inside her. What was this task going to be?
He picked up a length of rope sitting on the small table in the foyer and her eyes sprang open. “Here.” He handed it to her. In her hand, she realized it was actually several ropes of different lengths. “Put this in your purse and take it home with you.” And he gave her explicit instructions on what he wanted her to do with the ropes, and with another little toy she just happened to have at home.
Her heart thumped in a crazy rhythm as she wordlessly took the ropes from him. They slid through her fingers, soft and silky. She did as he’d said and put them in her purse, unsure if she would actually be able to do what he’d told her.
She knew how to do it. She just didn’t know if she could. While the idea of being bound sent sizzles of excitement through her veins, it also raised a shimmering nervousness. Old fears and doubts swirled inside her.
“Now, come with me.” He held his hand out to her. She slid hers into his big warm grip and let him lead her down the hall toward his bedroom. Except he walked past his bedroom and stopped in front of a closed door. She slanted him a glance, curiosity humming inside her. What could be in there?
He opened the door and stepped into the darkness and she followed him, eyes searching through the blackness for a hint of what was there. Then Carter flicked a light switch.
Lights recessed into the ceiling illuminated the room with a soft glow. Danya blinked then looked around.
Oh dear lord.
Her stomach clenched, her breath stalled and her skin turned to ice as she surveyed the contents of the room. She immediately recognized everything that was there, every last goddamn hateful thing—the rack, the table, the crops and canes and floggers, the dildos of every size and shape, the butt plugs and the selection of ropes and cuffs.
Insides cold and shivery, she rounded on Carter. “What the hell is this?”