Page 32 of Ward Willing
400+: Expert
As the results sink in, I realize one of two things. I am apparentlykinkier than most,even though I didn’t mark higher than a three on any of the questions about sadism or masochism.
And second… Zoe had a score of 437.
Expert.
How is that possible? How doessheknow more about this than me? I mean, I wasn’t born yesterday. I assume her and Scotty are…hanging out,as she calls it. But to be an expert on the topic of kink and BDSM?
Is she…inthe lifestyle?
Something potent and uncomfortable snakes through me at the thought of Zoe tied up. Zoe blindfolded. Zoe being spanked. She’snineteen.How can she possibly know what she likes? Do these assholes know what they’re doing?
I happen to like older men.
Her declaration in Catalina runs through my mind.
Scotty’s twenty-nine.
And now that I think about it, most of the guys she’shung out withhave been at least five years older than her.
My mind spins with the possibility of someone corrupting her.How the fuck did that happen?She’s been living under my roof for over a year, and I’ve been none the wiser.
Orion clears his throat and starts to speak. I keep my eyes forward so I don’t chance a look at Zoe.
“I hope the quiz was enlightening,” he says slowly. “Whatever your results are, I hope you know that it’snormal.There is nothing shameful about having a certain kink, and there’s nothing shameful about being in the vanilla category. Remember, vanilla sex isnotbad sex. Just as kinky sex can be terrible with the wrong person. Is anyone who scored over four hundred willing to share some of their answers?”
Zoe’s hand shoots up, and I’ve never wished to crawl under a desk and die more than in this moment.
“Ms. Arma,” Orion muses. “We are in a safe space here, so feel free to share whatever you’re comfortable with.”
Zoe scoffs. “It’s fine, I’m an open book.”
Is she? Or am I in an alternate universe where my worst nightmare is playing out in real time?
“Why don’t you share something you answered with a five?” Orion says pointedly.
“Sure. One of the questions was, ‘Does the thought of being denied an orgasm turn you on?’and I answered five. Hard agree.”
Fuck.
My.
Life.
“Another question was, ‘Do you enjoy being praised in bed?’ and again, I answered with a five.”
My cock pulses as Zoe shifts in her seat, giving me a small side glance.
I am so fucking dead.
Deceased.
Completely fucking done for.
Because all I can remember is Zoe being praised byme.And then I imagine Zoe being denied an orgasm byme.Zoe being forced to come so many times, tears stream down her face.
And it’s clear she’s remembering the same thing.
