Chapter 40: Playroom
*Fear makes the wolf bigger than he is. – German Proverb*
Saturday morning, Reese sent Dean to do whatever she wanted. He handed over a credit card and the keys to his recently restored Mustang. She called JD, who she had been hanging out with a lot lately, and they went to do… he really didn’t know. He really didn’t care.
Then he went and met Bunny and Helen at their weekly brunch. Bunny had the glow of pregnancy about her and did not notice the nervousness between the other two. The drive back to his house was long and quiet.
Unnerving him the whole way. He had not intended to talk to Helen about the playroom yet. She was barely comfortable being partially naked around him. There was no way that she was ready to wear nothing but Shibari knots.
Reese parked in the driveway and rounded the car to open the door for her. He unlocked the house and then led her down the hall to the only rooms she had never been in.
“I’ll answer any questions, and I’ll tell you anything that you want to know. All I ask is that you have an open mind.”
Helen nodded as he punched in a code on the electronic lock and then opened the door slightly. He stepped back and motioned for her to enter. Nervously, she put her hand on the door and slowly pushed it open.
Whatever she had imagined, it was not this. The walls were bright white with mirrors on two walls floor to ceiling. There was a set of doors on one wall opposite mirrors. In the center of the room was a twin sized bed with cuffs attached at each corner. Behind it was a large padded metal X that also had cuffs.
There was a strange bench with padding on two levels and peg holes above the seat. Between the doors was an open cabinet with cubbies filled with different colors of rope. There was also a four drawer dresser that she was afraid to ask what it contained.
“What’s all this for?” Helen asked quietly.
“Sex.” Reese answered honestly. “Foreplay.”
“Do you… beat people?”
“Not exactly. I’m not a Dom that’s into all the punishment. If you do something that I don’t like, we’ll talk about it. If it’s something that needs to be corrected, I have been known to spank. Sometimes with a paddle. But I’m not one that’s into the whips and everything.”
“Why?”
“Why do I do this?” he asked and she nodded. “I like being in complete control. I like having that power. I like watching my partner fight hard against her bodies demands to follow my commands.”
“Like what?” she whispered.
“Not to have an orgasm until I say you can.” He whispered in her ear.
Helen swallowed hard as a tingling sensation started between her legs. Pointing at the bench, she asked, “What’s that?”
“It’s called a prayer bench. I can put you in multiple positions and bind you so that you are forced in one position.” He could picture her tied with her arms and legs bound. On her knees with arms stretched out unable to hide those glorious globes from him.
His voice was husky and thick with desire that shot straight to her core. This was something that she had never experienced before. She wanted something, but didn’t know what.
“What’s the X?”
“St. Andrew’s cross. A lot of Doms will use it to whip their subs.”
“Do you?”
“I would rather strap you to it and worship your body, pray at the altar, so to speak.”
“How?”
“My fingers. My mouth. Toys. A wand.”
“A wand?”
He took her to the dresser and opened the top drawer. He pulled out a package that had what looked like a pink magic wand with two small prongs at the tip. He opened it and put in two batteries before causing it to zap the air.
She jumped a little and blushed. This time it was not from embarrassment, but from excitement. Helen swallowed and Reese was hoping that this was going as well as he thought it was.
“Does it hurt?”
“No.” he handed it to her. “It really has more bark than bite.”
She touched it to his exposed arm and pushed the button. Fuck, he thought as he nearly came right then. It was even worse when she did it to her own arm.
“What’s behind the doors?”
Reese nodded and Helen walked over and opened the far door. Inside was a full bathroom with a large soaking tub, multi head shower and hot tub.
Then she went to the other door which opened to a small bedroom with a full size bed, wet bar and TV. On the bed we’re multiple pillows with various mermaid designs.
“Mermaids?”
“For you.” He said. “I’m pretty sure that the lady at the store thinks I have a little girl.”
“You made it for me?”
“I changed it for you.” Reese admitted. “I’ve never put much into this room before. It was always just a room for aftercare.” He caressed her cheek as she looked up at him.
“Aftercare?”
“Cuddles. Snacks. Water. Make sure that you’re okay with everything we did. Bringing you down from an endorphin high.”
“What would you do to me?”
“Before we do anything in the playroom, we would go through what you would like and what you won’t do. There are certain things that are a hard no for me. Other things, I’m open to, if you are.”
“Would you gag me?” she asked quietly.
“No. I want to hear your pleasure.”
“I’ve never had pleasure during sex.”
Cupping her face, he kissed her lips lightly. “I want to be the man to give you pleasure. During sex. During meals. Everything. I just want to give you pleasure.”
“I don’t know if I’m ready for anything like this.”
“I know. I will wait.” He nibbled on her lips as she clung to his shirt.
“I can’t think with you doing that.”
“Want me to stop?”
“Yes. No. I don’t know.”
Reese moved away a little bit. “If you’re ever uncertain, tell me. I get my pleasure from yours.”
“I think I need some time.”
“Take as much time as you need.”
Helen nodded. “Can you take me home?”
“Yes.” Reese smiled even though he could feel her pulling away.
Log in with Google Account
Chapters
Favorite
Settings
