Page 22 of Heist

“You spank hard, Sir,” she cried out.

“Better,” he said with a chuckle. He pushed her panties further down her legs until they pulled at her ankles.

“Kick them off.”

She was quick to obey. When her legs were free, he kicked her legs apart and plunged a hand between them. Just as he suspected, her cunt was soaked.

“Somebody enjoys being punished,” he murmured as he caressed her folds. “Who does this pussy belong to?”

“You, Sir.”

“Good stand up.”

When she stood, still rubbing her bottom, he turned her to face him. “That’s enough rubbing. Hands in front of you,” he commanded.

Reluctantly, she brought her hands in front of her, clasping them together.

“How are you doing?”

Her face was blotchy, but she gave him a shy smile. “Good, Sir.”

“Good enough to play a little bit?”

Her nod was enthusiastic. When he furrowed his brow, she was quick to add, “Yes, Sir.”

He chuckled. “How do you feel about rope?”

Austin gave a shrug. “I’ve only played with it a few times.”

“Go kneel under the frame there.”

As she turned to obey, she tugged her skirt down over her bottom.

“Stop. Turn around. Come back.” He was standing now with his arms folded. When she was back in front of him, he reached behind her and unzipped the skirt. With a single tug, it was pooling around her ankles.

“I don’t recall telling you to cover your bottom,” he said. “Take the rest of your clothes off.”

He knew from her previous scenes with other Doms that she wasn’t shy about public nudity and was pleased when she quickly complied.

“Sorry, Sir,” she muttered as she handed him her shirt and bra.

He tucked a finger beneath her chin. “I’m not. It gave me an excuse to make you strip for me. Naked subs are the best subs.”

Her blush was instant, and he leaned in for a tender kiss. “You’re doing good, baby girl. Now, go kneel under the frame.”

He really wanted to take her to his suite and fuck her, but he’d loaned it out to another couple this weekend since he hadn’t planned on playing. He wasn’t fond of fucking in public the way Elijah was, so they would have to wait until they got back to the hotel for sex. Providing she invited him back to her room or accepted an invitation to his, of course.

She looked gorgeous kneeling and seeing her there now, he knew exactly how they would play. Since she was new to rope, he would tie her on the ground instead of putting her in the air. Ropework on the ground, could be incredibly connecting for two people and he could put her in a number of fun positions to explore and familiarize himself with her body.

Pulling several hanks of rope from his bag, he crossed to where she knelt and dropped them in front of her.

“We’re going to have some fun, but first, I want to teach you something.”

She sat up a little straighter and smiled. “I am an eager student, Sir.”

He tugged at the loop on one hank of rope and unfurled it. “This rope is folded in half and the center here,” he said indicating the loop, “is called the bight. When we play with rope, you will be in charge of bundling the rope when we’re done so watch carefully.”

He showed her how to find the bight and how to bundle the rope, so it was easy to unfurl and use the next time.

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