Page 50 of Indecent Ventures

She visibly swallows. She hasn’t done it. “Fine.”

“I don’t need to ask about being tied up or choking. You seem to like those.”

She nods.

“Okay. Pick a safe word. Something that if you say it, I’ll stop everything I’m doing.”

“How aboutstop?”

“Nope. It needs to be something else. How aboutdickmatized?”

Her eyes widen and I smirk.

She then narrows her eyes at me. “Where did you hear that word?”

“Reagan may have mentioned that you’re dickmatized.”

“Why would she tell you that?”

“She thought it was with my brother.”

She scrunches her nose. “He’s not my type.”

“I know.”

“How do you know?”

“He’s too nice.”

“Are you ready to be not too nice to me?”

She turns around and bends over, her perfect ass taunting me. “Am I getting spanked for being disobedient?” She wiggles it.

I smile. “You think you know what’s about to happen, don’t you?”

She returns to me and runs her hands over my chest. “I’m just ready to take my punishment like a good girl, Big Daddy.”

I look her up and down. She’s the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen in my life. It’s taking every ounce of restraint I have to not scrap my plans and just take her hard.

I walk over to the table on the side of my bed and hit a button. The post covers disappear down, and smaller posts covered in various types of ties and cuffs are revealed.

Her chin drops. “Holy shit. Is this your red room of pain?”

“Is that a reference to the books women love that became movies no one likes?”

She nods as I make my way back to her.

I move my mouth to her ear and whisper, “He’s got nothing on me. She’s got nothing on you.”

I loop my fingers in the sides of her panties and slowly slide them down her legs. I remove the straps on her lacy top, one at a time. I unclasp it, allowing her huge tits to spill out.

I look her body up and down. “Your body is a dream. It’s about to become my playground. Lay down, baby girl.”

Without any inhibition, she lays down in the middle of my bed with her arms and legs spread, ready and willing to be tied up. I attach her arms to the padded cuffs on the back posts and her legs to those on the front posts, rendering her completely immobile.

I grab the flogger, but simply place it next to her. I haven’t decided whether I’ll use it or not, but seeing it there, anticipating it, will turn things up a notch for her.

I straddle her body.

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