“Tell me your safeword,” Clark ordered immediately after he got Coral’s consent to progress.
“Caribbean,” she answered swiftly, which showed how adequate her training had been up to this point. Good, that meant Clark didn’t need to jump through all the hoops to establish a baseline. Tanner really had done his homework with this one.
“When will you say that?” Clark prompted, drawing from Tanner’s guidelines for safe consensual play.
“When I want the abduction to stop.”
“Good. Say it when you feel pins and needles or begin to feel tingly in the ropes. Say it before you get numb or pass out. Say yellow if you want water or want things to slow down. Tell me what I just said.”
“I safeword when I feel discomfort when bound, before I get numb or pass out. I can say yellow to slow things down and get hydrated.”
“Good girl.”
With that, Clark retrieved a ski mask from one of the drawers and slipped it over her head. He had the mask specially designed so that the holes for the eyes were nonexistent and only an opening at the mouth allowed one to breathe.
He found the prospect of taking the woman without even seeing her face an arousing one. With a slow finger, he traced a finger down the soft creamy skin, from her spine all the way to her butt crack. With a patient meander, he skirted around the fleshy tush, along the toned thigh to the knee and up along the crevice of her inner thighs. He dipped a finger past her clit and verified the wet trail forming at her lips.
“Ah, wet for me already.” Clark grinned and withdrew his finger. “My plaything likes it rough. Being taken. Without sight. You can’t get away, can’t plan an escape, can’t even see me, report me, identify me in a line-up. I can get away. Scot-free.”
“No, you can’t do this. I—I’ve got money. Somewhere. I can get it to you. Let me go, so I can find it for you.”
Clark laughed. “What man in his right mind would walk away from a fine piece of ass like this?” He began to warm up her rump. “Especially when it’s already wet and oh so available. You think I’d be stupid enough to fall for the money trick, bitch? Think you can outsmart me? You deserve a spanking.”
“Caribbean,” she answered swiftly, which showed how adequate her training had been up to this point. Good, that meant Clark didn’t need to jump through all the hoops to establish a baseline. Tanner really had done his homework with this one.
“When will you say that?” Clark prompted, drawing from Tanner’s guidelines for safe consensual play.
“When I want the abduction to stop.”
“Good. Say it when you feel pins and needles or begin to feel tingly in the ropes. Say it before you get numb or pass out. Say yellow if you want water or want things to slow down. Tell me what I just said.”
“I safeword when I feel discomfort when bound, before I get numb or pass out. I can say yellow to slow things down and get hydrated.”
“Good girl.”
With that, Clark retrieved a ski mask from one of the drawers and slipped it over her head. He had the mask specially designed so that the holes for the eyes were nonexistent and only an opening at the mouth allowed one to breathe.
He found the prospect of taking the woman without even seeing her face an arousing one. With a slow finger, he traced a finger down the soft creamy skin, from her spine all the way to her butt crack. With a patient meander, he skirted around the fleshy tush, along the toned thigh to the knee and up along the crevice of her inner thighs. He dipped a finger past her clit and verified the wet trail forming at her lips.
“Ah, wet for me already.” Clark grinned and withdrew his finger. “My plaything likes it rough. Being taken. Without sight. You can’t get away, can’t plan an escape, can’t even see me, report me, identify me in a line-up. I can get away. Scot-free.”
“No, you can’t do this. I—I’ve got money. Somewhere. I can get it to you. Let me go, so I can find it for you.”
Clark laughed. “What man in his right mind would walk away from a fine piece of ass like this?” He began to warm up her rump. “Especially when it’s already wet and oh so available. You think I’d be stupid enough to fall for the money trick, bitch? Think you can outsmart me? You deserve a spanking.”
The above excerpt is from Purr Scent 0: The Moment, which is part of the Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio series, when a female submissive is about to get her most forbidden desire fulfilled by the alpha male protagonist.
While Purr Scent 0: The Moment kicks off the Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio series, you can find Purr Scent I: The Meeting as a complimentary read at most retail sites.
If you like stories about bisexual females, you may also enjoy Bi Girls Do It Solo.
While Purr Scent 0: The Moment kicks off the Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio series, you can find Purr Scent I: The Meeting as a complimentary read at most retail sites.
If you like stories about bisexual females, you may also enjoy Bi Girls Do It Solo.
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