Page 22 of Having It All

“Okay. What kind of a game?” Based on the predatory glint in his eyes, Tiff was pretty sure he wasn’t about to suggest a board game.

“It’s a continuation of the game we started in the kitchen yesterday. A bit of truth-or-dare—a way for us to get to know more about each other. Like hard limits, turn-ons and offs.” Before Tiff even agreed he shot out his first question. “So, tell me, baby. What’s your favorite kind of punishment? We’ll leave canes on thenolist, but I’d like to know what’s on theyeslist.”

Tiffany blurted out the first thing that came to her mind. “I thought you said we’d had enough of the heavy shit. That’s a heavy question, Lukus.”

“No, it’s not. If I asked for a complete and total inventory, that would be heavy. Just give me one thing you’ve enjoyed.”

He had to see the panic in her eyes as she tried to formulate her answer.

Great. Now is when I get to confess my entire BDSM experience is as a voyeur and despite my deep dark desires, I’ve never had so much as a decent over-the-knee spanking. Isn’t he in for a surprise when he finds out the Master’s Master picked the complete and utter novice out of the line-up of all possible playmates? He’s sure to get bored with me in less than a week.

“What’s the matter? Did I say something wrong?”

“No… it’s just… well…” Tiffany took a deep breath and plunged forward with the most truthful answer she could give. “Not counting reading books and watching from afar in the clubs years ago, my entire practical experience in the BDSM world has taken place in the last twelve hours. I’m afraid this is going to be the world’s shortest game of truth or dare. If you haven’t done it to me, it hasn’t been done.”

The look on Lukus’s face was one of total surprise. When he remained silent she added, “Wow. I’ve rendered you completely speechless. Amazing.”

Still. Silence. She rambled on, trying to fill the awkward silence. “I know, I’m gonna really drag you down. You’ll be having to stop and explain so much, and have to treat me with kid gloves while I figure this all out. I totally understand if...”

“Stop. Not one more word.” He blurted. For a brief moment, Tiff thought he was really angry with her, until Lukus put on his hot coalssmile. “So, you’ve never been spanked with a belt or a paddle?”

“No.” Just thinking about the possibility, though, ratcheted up her heart rate a notch.

“You’ve never been tied down and played with?”

“Not before last night, no.”

“How about blindfolded or gagged?”

“Honey, I told you. If you didn’t do it, it hasn’t been done. So no to the blindfold but yes to the gag.”

He had a true sparkle to his eyes as he continued to probe. “And how’d it make you feel last night when you were tied down and gagged in the audience pit?”

Surely, he didn’t need her to answer. Her labored breathing should have been answer enough. Still he waited for her quiet response. “I really liked it… a lot.”

“Good girl. So, when I told you you’d earned a punishment for not telling me about Jason, that will truly be your first punishment?”

She was so nervous and excited that she couldn’t get even a simple “yes” out. She finally managed to nod yes to answer his question.

“Oh man. This is going to be so much fun.” Lukus suddenly took on the look of a kid in a candy store, which had Tiffany confused.

“You mean you aren’t angry? Surely you know you’re going to have to go slow for me, right? I’m not sure how I feel about everything yet. I could end up hating it all.”

Lukus was chuckling as he answered. “Are you kidding me? You’re not gonna hate anything, baby. Not the way I do it. Truly, I never would’ve said it was important to me until this very minute, but knowing no one else has ever shared the D/s lifestyle with you makes me so happy. I love that this is going to be something special—something that’s just ours. I’m honored I get to be the one who’ll introduce you to so many new experiences and help you overcome your fear. I’m going take such good care of you and I’ll make sure you love every single minute.”

Lukus didn’t waste any time. He sealed his promise by capturing her mouth with his own. Tiff could feel his cock growing ever harder between their bodies and she was hit with a wave of hot desire. She wanted him buried inside her, filling her completely.

Only then did she realize she’d gotten screwed out of asking Lukus a question for their game, and she’d already thought of exactly what she wanted to ask.

Pressing persistently against his hard chest, Tiff finally got Lukus to pull out of their kiss long enough to peer down into her eyes. She detected a mild annoyance at the interruption.

“We didn’t finish the round yet. I get to ask you my question before we can take an intermission.” Tiff flashed him a broad smile that won her a return grin. “So Lukus, if you could have me do absolutely anything for you sexually, what’s the number one thing you’d like from me, more than anything else?”

“Wow, carte blanche. Anything?”

“Yep. Let me be clear. I’m not promising anything here. I’d just like to know what the Master’s Master thinks of as his nirvana.”

“Well, coming up with number two would be hard, but number one is easy.”

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