Page 34 of Take the Sub and Run

Submission swept down her body, an almost physical sensation. She closed her eyes swaying for a moment as she let herself feel it. Sink into it.

Sofie shifted so she was sitting on the edge of the trunk, toes braced on the cold floor. “Do you want me to crawl, Sir?”

“Yes.”

Obediently she slid to her hands and knees, crawling across the floor to him. She stopped with her fingertips only centimeters from his shoe and rubbed her cheek against his leg. His hand tangled in her hair, massaging her scalp before making a fist. Her scalp prickled and she exhaled slowly.

“Up.”

This time, she rose smoothly, moving with his hand as he tugged her up.

“Up,” he said again.

Sofie stared at the curved machine mounted to the top. Slowly, she raised her knee, bracing it on the platform piece and then hiking herself up, so both knees rested there. He placed them a little too high because as she bent to face down over the curve, she almost tipped over the other side.

“What are you…” Andrei’s hands caught her waist, tugging her up.

“Trying for another spanking?”

“No, Sir.” She hid her wince of embarrassment that she’d guessed wrong.

“Oh, you don’t know what this is?” He patted the machine.

Slowly, she shook her head, since there was a very poor likelihood that she'd get away with lying.

“I’ll be the first Dom to strap you to a Sybian?”

The name rang a bell, like she’d read about it in one of the erotic stories she liked, but she didn’t remember what it did.

“Sofie,” he barked, and she realized she hadn't answered him.

“Yes, Sir. You'll be the first."

“Good. Straddle it.”

He liked that he was the first to do something to her. Maybe that meant…

Sofie lost her train of thought as Andrei helped to guide her into position so she was kneeling astride the Sybian, legs spread wide. With the kneeling platforms raised almost to the height of the top of the sawhorse, there were several centimeters of space between her sex and the Sybian.

Andrei reached beneath her and casually spread her pussy lips with one hand. He gave her clit a quick stroke, and she tipped her face to the ceiling and moaned in pleasure.

“Sit down on it. Good. Now up.”

She obeyed, watching curiously as he went to the case, though his body blocked her view. He came back with a long rectangular silicone piece. A hump ran down the center of it. There was a patch of small rounded studs, and a slight rise just behind that point.

“Lean back.”

She reached behind herself, bracing her hands behind her ass as Andrei bent to attach the panel to the top of the Sybian, his hands brushing her pussy as he worked it into place.

“Sit forward.”

When she did, the bumpy bit pressed against her clit, while that slight rise was now nestled against her entrance. Not enough to penetrate but enough to make her desperately aware of how much she wanted to be penetrated.

She rocked her hips, working herself against the new piece…

Until he gently slapped her breast and gave her a stern look.

“You don’t have permission to play yet.”

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