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It was as if I were on display the way the subs in the displays had been. When she asked if I liked to be watched, I didn’t know how to answer, because I’d never been put into a position where I had to consider it.

Now, as her eyes peered down at me, as they gleamed like the wood in that soft light, I knew that yes, yes I did.

As long as she was the one watching me.

Each time she met my eyes, it felt like she wove a connection between us. Eyes were one of the first features I’d mastered when I was learning to draw. The window into the soul, many had called them.

I’d done a whole collection of them, with images inside the iris depicting what the soul might desire.

I’d do one for her, even if it didn’t mesh with what she wanted for the club’s walls. I’d do one to reflect on some of the naughty, wicked, lascivious things I’d only fantasized about. Things she’d proven to me were possible all evening long.

The edge of the strap brushed the high curve of my thigh, inches away from the damp place between my legs that grew wetter as I shivered and sucked in air.

This was sweet, sweet torture, and I couldn’t have moved if I wanted to.

Goddess knows I didn’t.

My hips couldn’t even rock anymore or squirm with the way she’d placed me. Words were the only things that would free me, words I felt no desire to say.

Instead, I gazed up into her eyes, smiled, and whispered, “Please, please touch me more.”

Chapter Five

Harper

“As you wish, Kitten. But first, it’s imperative we establish safe words.” Having signed a contract should’ve come first, but I’d not take us into any truly painful play, should Sonnet desire, this evening. Tonight, it will be all about gentle pleasures, Sonnet’s pleasure.

“Safewords?”

“Yes, Kitten. If you enjoy what I’m doing, you saygreenwhen I ask what color you are. If you’re unsure, sayyellow,and we’ll slow down. If you wish for me to stop, sayingredwill do that.”

“Stoplights.”

“Exactly, and easy to remember. If later you wish to explore more, we’ll prepare a contract between us, and you can pick your own safeword if you so desire.”

“Is, is that what I’ll be, a sub? One of your subs?”

“My only sub, Kitten. After tonight, no other will do.” I withdrew the box from under the bench. A handmade gift from a sub I had some years ago. He was a gifted woodworker and a longtime client until he found his forever. I was thrilled for him and his partner, having watched him grow during our sessions and learn to let go. Inside this ornately decorated chest were some of my favorite implements, though we’d not delve too far into those. There was only one I sought for tonight.

“What’s that?” Sonnet’s eyes widened, full of curiosity this girl was.

“This is a cat-o'-nine-tails. It has many uses, though mostly as a whip. But for tonight, you see these feathery wisps on the end?” I brushed them along her thighs. She nodded, shivering as they trailed along the inside and then back down toward her feet. “Tonight, will be all about painless sensation.” Every time her hips moved, her dress rode up. Revealing more of the skin I yearned to run my tongue along. “How does it feel?”

“Ticklish, but in a sexy tickly way.”

I smiled, loving how she worded it. “Good. Most subs aren’t allowed to come until their mistress tells them, but tonight I want to hear every moan, every whimper, every sound from you as I bring you to climax.” I trailed it between her thighs and over her panties.

My fingers replaced the tails, slipping beneath the lace, gliding along the edge of the sheer material to the thin straps that outlined her waist. Sonnet hadn’t a clue how absolutely breathtaking she was, spread out before me. Her trust alone was a beautiful thing, and her body, its own work of art.

If only I could draw. The vision before me would hang above my bed, a constant reminder of this moment. A snapshot in time. One I’d surely replay throughout the coming years.

Before Sonnet, I struggled with the belief that true love, let alone love at first sight, even existed. Now, I second-guessedboth potential ideals as I envisioned myself building a future with this woman. What was the draw? What separated her from the others I’d been with?

No clue, but I am looking forward to finding out.

“Close your eyes, Kitten.” No second-guessing, questions, or doubt in her mind as she immediately followed directions. Earning a sub's trust was a heady feeling. Any Dom that didn’t take that seriously better find a new profession.

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