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"What?
No! Of course not, I was just curious." She was mortified by the idea of
being under the rule of a man—especially a man she knew nothing about.
Her whole life she'd been under the control of men: her father, her uncle, her
first boyfriend, her boss, Josh…no, she would never submit to another man every
again.

           
"Is
it that horrible of an idea to be my sub?" Logan pulled into his driveway
and killed the engine. He made no move to get out and neither did she.

           
Oh great, I hurt his feelings. Man, I'm on a
roll this week.
"That's not what I said."

           
"What
would you say if I told you I wanted to make you my submissive?" He
reached across the console and stroked her cheek with the back of his hand.

           
Her
throat was dry again. "Uh, I—I don't know. I guess I'd ask what
exactly it meant to be your sub?"

           
"For
starters, you wouldn't be allowed to sleep with anyone but me." Logan
smiled.

           
She
swallowed tightly. "What else?"

           
"You'd
have to attend to my every need and desire. A good submissive makes sure her
Master is well taken care of, both in and out of the bedroom."

           
"So,
I'd have to wait on you hand and foot?" That didn’t sound like much fun.
Why would she agree to that when she could just hook up with him every now and
then?

           
"That
depends." He dragged his hand down her cheek and across her jaw.

           
"On
what?"

           
"You."
His finger trailed down her throat toward her cleavage.

           
"Me?"
That didn't make much sense. If she was supposed to submit to him then how did
she have any say in anything? "I don't understand."

           
"There
are levels of Dominate/submissive relationships. Some are twenty-four seven,
while others are more occasional. I'm willing to leave that detail up to
you." The pad of his thumb brushed over her lips and she couldn't stop
herself from kissing his finger. "C'mon," he said, getting out of the
car.

           
Nicole
got out and met him at the front of the car. He led her inside and straight up
to his bedroom. Her stomach fluttered and her palms began to sweat. She had a
feeling she was getting in way over her head, yet she couldn't bring herself to
leave. "I want more details, Logan. What kinds of things are you going to
expect from me?"

           
He
stood before her and crossed his arms over his massive chest. "Are you
considering my offer?"

           
"I'm
not considering anything until I have more information." And therein was
her biggest problem: she lived her life by the facts. She had a really hard
time just letting go and doing what felt good at the moment.

           
"Okay."
He cleared his throat. "You will address me as Sir. You will not speak
unless spoken to. When I enter a room, you will present for me, and you will
not address me until I have acknowledged you."

           
"Present?"
Her voice was barely above a whisper.

           
"Yes.
That means you will kneel tall on both knees, shoulder width apart, hands
clasped behind your back, breasts out, head down, and eyes averted. Each and
every time you come into contact with me, you must present yourself." He
was using
that
tone again.

           
"You
mean like this,
Sir
?" Nicole
dropped to her knees and presented herself as he'd described. She didn't know
why she did, but if felt strangely empowering.

           
Logan
appeared to be frozen in place. She was dying to look up at him, to sneak a
glance at the expression on his face, but she didn't. For some inexplicable
reason, she wanted to please him. Was that part of being a submissive? If she
agreed to be his sub she knew it was required to please him, but was the
overwhelming desire to
want
to part
of it as well? Or was she just an odd duck?

           
"You
will do as I say without question. If you don't, you will be punished."

           
Punished?
Her ears burned hot. What kind of punishment? Another spanking? That really
didn't seem like a punishment to her—not when she enjoyed it so much.

           
"If
you do well and please me, you will be rewarded," he continued.

           
Now
that sounded like fun and she had to refrain from smiling at the thoughts that
went through her mind. Her arms started to cramp and her knees began to hurt.
She wondered how long he was going to make her stay like this.

           
"I
have one rule that is non-negotiable, Nicole." He crouched in front of her
and put his finger under her chin, tilting her head. "You must not lie to
me. Ever. Nod if you understand." She nodded. "Good." He stood
and she blew out the breath she didn't realize she'd been holding.
"Consider tonight a trial run, shall we?"

           
She
remained stoic, unsure if she was supposed to nod or speak.

           
"When
I ask you a question, I expect an answer." His voice bordered on shouting.

           
"Yes,
Sir," she said.

           
"Very
good." He walked around her as if she were an expensive car he was
inspecting from every angle. "God, seeing you like that makes my dick so
fucking hard."

           
Behind
her, she heard the sound of Logan's zipper. She hoped he would put his dick in
her mouth. She wanted to taste him, to hear his moans of approval as she sucked
on him until he came in her mouth.

           
"Stand
up," he ordered. "Remove your clothes. One piece at a time. Fold them
and put them on the foot of the bed."

           
That
was odd, but she didn't question him. Although, she was curious to know how
he'd punish her. Taking off her shirt she folded it neatly and put in on the
foot of the bed as instructed. Next were her bra, then her socks, jeans, and
finally her panties. Logan caressed her ass and then gave it a hard whack. She
let out a startled scream.

           
Logan
snaked his hand around her waist and dipped his finger down to her clit, giving
it a delicious little rub that made her moan. "Hmm, that's what I
thought," he said, his voice low at her ear.

What
did that mean? She realized he was naked. When did he get undressed, she
wondered.

"You
like getting spanked, don't you?" He circled her clit with rapid
movements.

"Yes,"
she moaned.

He
squeezed her clit hard enough to make her yelp. "Yes, what?"

"Yes,
Sir." Okay, so he wasn't kidding about the punishment, but it still wasn't
much of a punishment because it felt good.

"Good
girl." Logan lifted her right leg and put her foot on the bed. Then he put
his palm flat on that spot between her shoulder blades and gently pushed her
forward so that she was bent over in front of him. "Grab your ankle."

Nicole's
heart thudded loudly in her ears as she took hold of her ankle. It wasn't a
very comfortable position, but she was so eager for him that she had no desire
to complain.

"Very
nice," he said rubbing his hands over the rounded globes of her ass before
parting her cheeks and easing his cock into her throbbing pussy. "Ahh,
fuck," he groaned drawing out each word as he slowly pushed all the way
into her.

When he
fucked her last night it had felt good, but right now, it felt incredible. The
position he had her in, even though it was awkward, was perfect because the
head of his cock hit that special spot each time he plunged into her. "Oh
my god," she chanted as her body tensed and her pussy clenched around him.

"You
want to come already don't you?" he asked, his thrusts hard and
relentless.

"Yes,
please…" She moaned and then realized she'd forgotten to add Sir. Oh god
if he stopped now she'd die. "Sir," she said as an afterthought. "Please,
Sir, I need to come." Nicole had never begged for release before. She'd
never had to, nor had it ever been good enough that she wanted to, but she was
quickly realizing that everything with Logan was different and better.

"Not
yet, sweetheart," Logan whispered. He gripped her shoulders and pulled her
up so that her back was pressed to his front. His hand clutched her jaw and
turned her face toward him.

The
look in his eyes stole her breath. It was the most intense, lust-filled, feral
look she'd ever seen and it ratcheted her need to come to an unmanageable
level. A sobering realization washed over her in that moment. She was the
reason he had that look in his eyes. It was her and her ability to please him
that made him look at her like that. And she wanted more. She wanted him to look
at her like that all the time. Logan rotated his hips and she lost it.
"Yes!" she screamed and closed her eyes.

"Look
at me," he demanded. "I want to watch your eyes when you come."

Nicole
forced her eyes open. One look into his dark eyes and there was no stopping it.
The force of her orgasm nearly made her pass out. Her body trembled uncontrollably
and if it hadn't been for him holding her, she would've slumped to the floor.

"Holy
fuck, Nicole." He drove into her with one final hard push and then he jerked
his cock swelling to an epic size before he came hot and heavy. "Oh my
god," he said on a sigh as he pulled out of her.

She was
grateful when he put her foot back on the floor. Her body ached from being in
such an awkward position for so long. She stretched.

"Get
up on the bed and relax," he said.

Nicole
didn't argue. She got on the bed and laid down, a sigh escaping her lips when
her head hit the pillow. Logan climbed up and lay beside her. They were both
silent for several moments. She licked her lips and asked, "Will it always
be like that?"

Logan
rolled onto his side and settled on an elbow. "Not always. Sometimes it'll
be better."

"Better?"
She didn't try to hide her shock. How the hell could it get better than that?

He
smiled. "Yes." Logan put his hand on her stomach. The small gesture made
her heart race. "I'll push you, Nicole. I'll ask you to do things you've
never done before, but I promise you they'll be good. You'll enjoy them."

"What
if I don't want to do certain things?"

"If
you decide to be my sub, that is something we will discuss. We can both set
limits of what we're willing to do and not do. Once those are in place, neither
of us is allowed to violate them."

Nicole
nodded. She didn't know what he meant by limits, but she figured she'd find out
soon enough.

"This
type of relationship is based on mutual trust and respect. And some fantastic
sex," he said with a laugh.

"So,
I do pretty much everything you ask without question, which sounds great for
you, but what does a sub get out of it? Except for the fantastic sex," she
said with a smile.

"A
good Dom will take care of his sub. He will protect her, take care of her, and
respect her. It's probably one of the safest relationships a woman can be
in."

"Take
care of her? How?"

He
shrugged lazily. "That depends on the Dom and sub. Me? I like to spoil my
subs." He smiled. "It's more than just sex with me. I enjoy talking
to my subs, taking them out, buying them things."

"Sounds
like a normal boyfriend, girlfriend relationship."

"Boyfriends
and girlfriends aren't governed by the rules that a Dom and sub are. It's
completely different."

"Okay."
Her mind was spinning. She still had so many questions. "What happens if
you want me to do something I don't agree with?"

"That's
why we have safe words. If you feel that a situation is getting out of hand,
you simply say the safe word and everything stops. Then we can talk about
whatever the issue is."

She
nodded. It was good to know she had an emergency brake should she need it.

"So,
there's only one question left," Logan said with a smile. "Will you
be my submissive, Nicole?"

She
drew a shaky breath and hoped she wasn't about to make the biggest mistake of
her life. "Yes," she whispered.
 

"Yeah?"
he said with that same disbelieving cocked brow he'd given her the night they'd
met.

Nicole
caught her bottom lip between her teeth and nodded. She couldn't believe she'd
just agreed to give control of herself over to a man she barely knew.

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