Page 47 of Boss of Her

Simone drew the handle up the center of Jade’s neck, tipping her chin up. “Eyes on me.”

Heart racing, Jade looked up at Simone. Her long blonde hair had been freed from its updo, cascading down her shoulders in waves. Gone was the mauve dress, replaced by a set of black lingerie dark as night and so sheer it was barely there, the bra revealing the faint outlines of two perfect nipples. A garter belt around her waist held up black thigh-high stockings topped with lace, and her feet were adorned in black heels.

“On your knees,” Simone said. “At my feet. This is your place, always. Whether you’re alone with me. Whether we’re in the office, working side by side. Whether you’re at home all by yourself late at night. Remember this. Remember where you belong.”

Jade trembled, hypnotized by Simone’s words, her voice. But nothing was as enthralling as the desire in her eyes, burning low and strong.

“Say it,” Simone commanded. “Tell me where you belong.”

“At your feet,” Jade whispered. “I’m yours.”

Simone trailed her fingers up Jade’s throat and leaned down to kiss her. Jade shivered, her lips parting obediently, yielding toher. Simone’s tongue danced against hers, soft but demanding, her breath whispering through Jade’s body.

But only for the briefest of moments. Only for long enough to make her ache in her chest and between her thighs.

Simone straightened up, the flogger in her hand. “On your feet.”

Jade rose to her feet, her stiff legs tingling. But she barely felt a thing. She was so entranced by the woman before her, so consumed by her need to obey her, serve her.

And Simone’s next command sent a thrill through her.

“Get onto the bed.”

Jade climbed onto the vast bed. As she lay down on her back, she noticed something atop the sheets beside her. A coil of rope. No,two.

Her heart began to pound. Ropes. A flogger. The same tools Simone had said were nothing more than props. But they were tools she wielded with an expert hand. And Jade longed to experience Simone’s mastery of them.

“Soon, princess,” Simone said, reading her mind. “First, this needs to come off.”

Simone set the flogger on the bed, then leaned over and reached around Jade’s back, unclipping her bra. Jade sat up, allowing Simone to draw the straps from her shoulders, freeing her breasts.

Simone tossed the bra aside, her eyes skimming Jade’s body. Other than her panties and the necklace around her neck, she was completely naked. And the hunger in Simone’s gaze, as if she were moments from devouring her, made her feel even more exposed.

Simone picked up a coil of rope. “Hands and feet together.

Jade obeyed. Simone took the rope and bound Jade’s wrists together, leaving a long tail trailing from them. Taking the otherpiece of rope, she moved down the bed to Jade’s ankles, tying them together just like her hands.

Jade tested her bonds, pulling at her wrists and ankles. The ropes didn’t budge. And with her arms and legs bound tight, she could barely move.

But Simone wasn’t done. “Lie on your stomach.”

Jade rolled over, tilting her head to watch as Simone tied her bound wrists to the headboard. Then she did the same to Jade’s ankles, tying them to the foot of the bed, leaving her stretched out along the mattress, unable to do anything but squirm about helplessly.

Beside her, Simone picked up the flogger and drew it up the soles of Jade’s feet, her calves, all the way up to her thighs.

“You look almost as good trussed up on the bed for me as you did at my feet. How does it feel to be bound and laid out for my pleasure?” She leaned down, her breath tickling the back of Jade’s neck. “How does it feel to be mine for the taking?”

Jade quivered, adrenaline and desire surging through her. “Better than I ever dreamed.”

A satisfied murmur rose from Simone. “Every moment we’re together, every minute of every day, I’ve imagined all the ways I can make you mine. All the exquisite things I can make you feel. Pleasure. Pain. The ecstasy that comes with it.”

She slid the flogger up to the top of Jade’s thighs, letting its tails slip between her legs. Jade let out a sharp breath, the ache between her thighs deepening.

“You’ve already gotten a taste of the way pleasure and pain can mix and mingle, creating the most heavenly sensations,” Simone said. “But pain isn’t only a tool to enhance pleasure. Pain, all on its own, can be a release, freeing you from all your worldly worries, all your anxieties, all the thoughts and troubles in your mind.” She traced her fingertips over the curve of Jade’s hip, sending a shiver through her. “It grounds you in thepresent, forcing you to focus on the here and now. And in that space, where nothing exists but you and your Mistress? You’re transported to a place that’s more blissful than anything you’ve ever experienced.”

“Subspace,” Jade whispered. She’d read about it while looking up all the new words she’d learned from the questionnaire.

“That’s right. And in that blissful space, where nothing exists but you and me? I become your only lifeline. It’s a vulnerable state, and it requires you to trust your Mistress completely. So my question is, will you entrust yourself to me tonight? Will you give yourself to me, body, mind, soul? Will you have faith that I will keep you safe?”

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