Page 21 of S is for…

“Eventually?”Joni arched a brow.

He grinned.

There was an easiness between them, a camaraderie.It wasn’t the first time in her life that Joni had met someone and immediately clicked with them.It was the first time it happened in a BDSM setting.

She wasn’t the most formal of subs at the best of times.She found silent scenes almost creepy, though of course she’d never say that.Her feelings about how another person practiced D/s were just her opinion, derivative of her personality, never an indicator of right and wrong, or correct behavior.But, Joni had been at this long enough that she knew herself, and her kinks.Knew she needed the open and constant flow of communication during a scene in order for her to fully engage with it.

Master Vo kissed each breast one last time then pushed back.She expected him to duck between her legs again, and even spread her knees another few inches apart.

Instead, he reached for her ankles, quickly unbuckling the cuffs.

Joni tipped her head back to watch as he stood, circled to the back of the chair, and then unbuckled her wrists.

The quiet between them in this moment didn’t count as silence, at least in Joni’s mind, because it was full of a heavy warm anticipation, not the stillness of the quiet she couldn’t stand.

Master Vo offered his hand, bowing a little.Smiling, she put her fingers against his palm and let him pull her to her feet.

“Hands on your head.”

Joni stacked her wrists on the crown of her head, watching him beneath her lashes.

Master Vo stood before her, his weight on his back leg, gaze roaming up and down her.She felt both like a submissive being assessed by a Dom, and a model being assessed by an artist.

Then, in a quick move, he grabbed her panties and yanked them down.

Joni sucked in air as the wet fabric was ripped away from her pussy.

“Felt that, didn’t you?”

“Yes, Master Vo.”

“Good.Arms down.”

Next he stripped off her bra which she technically still wore though the cups were tucked under her breasts, leaving her nipples bare.Now naked, Joni heel-toe walked her feet apart, spreading her legs.Instead of resting her arms on the top of her head, she laced her fingers together at the nape of her neck, and spread her arms, elbows back.

“Ah, lovely.”Master Vo ran hand down her body, starting at one elbow and caressing the inside of her arm, her armpit, the curve of her breast, and her rib cage on his way down.

“S,” he said, crouching to continue his caress all the way down to her ankle.

“S?Oh, our letter is S?”

“It is.”

“So…sucking clit?”Joni asked.

He laughed, as she’d hoped he would.

“No, that is one of the few items not on our list.S is one of the heftiest letters.”

He reversed course, and sides, dragging his palm from her ankle to her calf, pausing briefly to knead the muscle, then moving up to her thigh and hip before standing.

“In fact, I’m not your only partner.”

“What?”Joni twisted at the waist, looking towards the door.If this were a movie, dramatic music would start as the door opened and new characters walked in.

“There were six of us assigned to S.We broke up the list, and each duo is handling a different chunk.”

Joni studied Master Vo, because there was something about the way he’d said that, something in either his tone or inflection, that made her think there was some back-end drama.

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