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She hadn’t even read the contract.

He couldn’t believe it. On the one hand, he felt honor bound to walk her through some of the clauses that might have troubled her. On the other, he wanted to seize the opportunity and run with it. He halfway wished he’d put more outrageous liberties into it before he’d printed it out that morning. Composing it had been a whim and a long shot, a direct response to her appearing in the office in those shoes.

How could that not have been an invitation?

He was fiercely glad she’d made the choice to pursue her fantasy with him. He’d take care of her, not take advantage of her. He liked many things, but not the infliction of pain or fear. He was honored by her trust.

More importantly, he was excited by it—and determined to not let her down. The worst possible thing would be for her to decide the game didn’t fulfill her fantasy. He had a feeling it was going to take a while to get enough of Kendra Jones, so he had to proceed with care and not spook her.

He was hard by six, hard and impatient to begin. He walked through the entire building while Miss Jones remained dutifully working at her desk, ensuring that everyone was gone and that the doors were locked. He called Vinnie and told him not to come in until midnight. Then he strolled back to his office, savoring the moment.

There would only be one first time.

He had to make it last.

Miss Jones had changed the color of her lipstick by the time he returned, and her lips looked full and red. Utterly kissable. She would be surprised by his rule on that. He gestured to his office and she reached into her desk, removing two coils of shiny red rope and a roll of black tape.

“Well done,” he said softly and she smiled.

Then she swallowed visibly, the flutter of her pulse at her throat.

The sight made Reid harder. Boldness and vulnerability in one enticing package. His naughty angel—provided he played his cards right.

Reid didn’t intend to fuck up.

At the flick of his finger, she obediently walked ahead of him, the swing of her pert ass capturing his gaze. She spun when he shut the door behind them and reached for him but he caught her wrists in his hands. He glanced to the small washroom attached to the office. “Show me what else you’re wearing,” he demanded. “You can leave your suit in there.”

Her eyes were sparkling and her smile was warm. She hurried to the washroom as he checked that the shades were drawn tight. He turned down the lights and hung up his suit jacket. He removed his cufflinks and rolled up his sleeves, planning. He wanted to pace the floor, but forced himself to hold his ground.

The red rope was about three quarters of an inch in diameter and there had to be twenty feet in each hank. It would do nicely. The tape was several inches wide, but the adhesive was a little too strong for his taste. He didn’t want her skin to be marked.

He’d leave it visible so she could worry about it, but wouldn’t use it tonight.

He should take her shopping.

The bathroom door opened just as he had that thought and Miss Jones appeared. She was wearing a black lace merry widow he recognized from the photographs, along with those heels. The garters from the hem of the merry widow stretched down to hold up her stockings. It was the kind of lingerie that could be bought in a mainstream store, and it looked attractive on her, but Reid had more sophisticated tastes.

“Very nice,” he said but he meant her figure more than her lingerie. “You’re a very promising toy, Miss Jones.”

She was shocked to be called a toy, deliciously so, and Reid was tempted to kiss her again. But he had rules and she was going to learn what they were. She walked toward him, hesitant and confident at the same time. She knew she was beautiful, she knew he was attracted to her, but she had no idea what he intended to do.

Reid smiled. “There’s nothing more thrilling than uncertainty,” he said.

“Only if it comes with the confidence that you won’t be hurt.”

He nodded acknowledgment of that. “Any exceptions?”

She came to a stop in front of him, not an arm’s length away. He could have reached out and grabbed her, but he knew that the promise of contact was more exciting. He could smell that she was wet, the scent of her puss mingling with the light floral perfume she wore. It was a heady combination, once again innocence and sensual awareness. “Why?” she whispered.

“I need to know the specifics of your fantasies to make them come true.”

She studied him. “What about your fantasies?”

Reid smiled. “You’re doing just fine.” He gave her a heartbeat to smile in return, then picked up the scissors from his desk. He hooked one finger beneath the strap of her panty on her hip before she could retreat. Her gaze flew to his and she caught her breath. He smiled at her, just enough to reassure her, then cut the panties over each hip. He tugged the bit of lace off, savoring her gasp of surprise. He deliberately let the bunched fabric drag slowly over her crotch. The crotch of the panties was wet, a sign that they were both enjoying this.

“What makes you feel naked, Miss Jones?”

“Being naked.”

Reid shook his head. “No. Some women feel naked if their thighs are visible. Some women feel naked if their nipples brush against the inside of their clothes. If you were fully dressed yet felt naked because one part of your body was exposed, what part would it be?”

Kendra bit her lip. The way her full bottom lip was tugged by her teeth, the vulnerability in the gesture combined with the awareness in her gaze made Reid want to kiss her again.

Then spank her pink for tempting him.

But he was in control, not his toy. She wouldn’t tempt him to change his plans.

“My genitals. If I wore no panties, I’d feel naked.”

“Excellent.” He tossed the destroyed panties on the desk and put the scissors away. “Then you will no longer wear them.”

“I don’t have much choice now.”

Reid caught her chin in his hand, surprising her with his quick gesture. “I should spank you for that impertinence,” he whispered and her eyes widened. “Let me be more clear: you don’t need panties
ever
.” He liked how that surprised her. “Your puss will always be available and bare. If I ever allow you to wear panties, you will put them on after your stockings are fastened to your garters, so they can be removed. Otherwise I’ll cut them off. Understand?”

Kendra nodded.

“It doesn’t matter whether I’m in the office or away. You will never wear them again.”

“Yes, sir. Is that in the contract?”

“Not yet. We’ll add an addendum.”

“What if I don’t sign it?”

“I’ll spank you until you remember your verbal agreement.” The smell of her wet puss was distracting, so Reid knew he had to cover the details before he lost himself in the pleasure of exploring his new toy.

She swallowed. “Yes, sir.”

He reached out with one hand and slid a finger between her thighs, feeling her shiver. “Legs apart,” he instructed. “Always.”

Kendra moved her left foot a step away, giving him full access. Her gaze locked with his, her eyes shining as he fingered her wetness. She was deliciously wet and when his fingertip grazed her clitoris, she caught her breath. She was so responsive. Her lips remained open and inviting.

“Let’s address the practicalities. Are you on the pill?”

She hesitated for a heartbeat, then shook her head emphatically.

“Sure?”

“I’m not seeing anyone right now.”

“That doesn’t answer my question, Miss Jones.”

She lifted her chin. “I didn’t think you’d ask something so personal.”

“This will all be very personal, Miss Jones,” he purred and she shivered. “That’s something else for you to solve before I get back. If you’d read the contract, you’d know that the use of condoms is one of the terms, but it never hurts to be sure.”

She flicked a curious glance at him. “You don’t want children?”

“This isn’t about conception. It’s about seeing needs fulfilled.” Reid spoke sternly, even as ran his fingernail over her labia slowly. She caught her breath and he savored her responsiveness, then fingered her clitoris more firmly. “It’s about service and surrender, Miss Jones.”

She swallowed. “Yes, sir.”

“Pill or no?”

“No, sir.”

He fingered her more deliberately, liking that she held her ground. He waited for her to shudder, then turned away from the questions in her eyes. He wiped his hand on his handkerchief as he paced the office.

“I don’t understand, sir,” she said, her words breathless.

He chose to ignore the impertinence. This was all new to her, and there was time to train her to silence. “This is an arrangement, not a romance,” he said crisply. “This is about our desires being fulfilled.”

“What exactly
are
your desires?”

He spun to face her. “A toy speaks when invited to speak, Miss Jones,” he said sternly. She flushed a little but held his gaze. “But as you’re still learning, so I’ll be indulgent tonight.”

She might have said something but thought the better of it, and closed her mouth.

Reid smiled. She was a quick study. “I want to know whether it’s possible to teach a woman to be completely obedient.” He gestured to the pictures. “I suspect your desires are a little more earthy.”

Her mouth worked and he gestured, inviting her to speak. “That doesn’t make my desires bad or less than yours.”

“Of course not. You like to be admired. You like to be restrained. You have fantasies about becoming a possession.” She licked her lips in a distracting way, her gaze locked on his mouth. “You are curious about the point where pleasure and pain merge.”

She blinked and he knew that last bit wasn’t true.

But she didn’t argue. Maybe she just hadn’t thought about it yet.

“The contract also stipulates that there will be no pain or injury inflicted on you. That’s not what turns me on.”

“Me neither.”

“You weren’t asked,” he scolded softly.

“Sorry.”

He deliberately hardened his voice, wondering if she could be frightened. “You will be trained, Miss Jones, to be an instrument for my pleasure. You will be mine to command and mine to control.”

“Yes, sir.”

“You will only orgasm when you are helpless, because that’s what I like in a toy. The first step in your training will be building the link in your mind between captivity and erotic pleasure. You will learn to be aroused only when you are bound.”

She visibly swallowed, but her excitement was obvious. “I think the link is there.”

“Then we will reinforce it and destroy all others. In time, it will be impossible for you to climax without being restrained.” He watched as her eyes widened. “You are not in control. From this day forward, you will be helpless, whether you are bound or not. You are mine, whether you are in my company or not.”

She shivered in delight. “Yes, sir.”

“I am curious about your boundaries, for we all have danger zones. Is there anything that terrifies you?”

“Being hurt.”

He waited for more, but she shrugged. “We may discover more. Your safe word is Mayday, in the European tradition, and you are free to use it whenever a situation is too much for you.” He gave her a look and she nodded. “What about your cycle?”

“My period was just over two weeks ago.”

“So, you might be fertile now.” Reid couldn’t completely stifle his disappointment. “That will require some modifications to our game this evening. In future, you will alert me as to the days in question.”

“Of course.” She smiled and wrinkled her nose. Her playfulness was disarming and attractive. “Not your fantasy either?”

“Not particularly. You?”

“Messy, but it can be fun.”

He arched a brow, surprised and intrigued by her answer. He should compel her to be silent or gag her to silence, but she said such interesting things.

“Erectile tissue is more sensitive then. It can be hot enough to be worth the mess.” She grimaced and nodded. “Shower sex is the way to go.”

Reid filed that away for future reference and gestured to the red rope. “My plan tonight is simple. I intend to discipline you for having these pictures taken and returning here to steal them.” She opened her mouth but he raised a finger. “You are not allowed to question my plans.”

“It’s in the contract?”

He nodded and she grinned. “Maybe I’ll read it while you’re gone.”

Her ease with the situation was unexpected and thrilling. “Are you being audacious, Miss Jones?”

“No, sir.”

“Then get the rope and unfurl it. I want you to find the middle.”

“I thought you were going to tie me up.” At his stern look, she straightened. “Sir.”

“You’re going to prove what a good sex toy you are by helping me do that.”

The idea clearly shocked her and her reaction sent desire surging through Reid. He had a feeling he was going to get addicted to the mix of worldliness and innocence in his new toy. She unwound the rope and found the middle, her hands shaking slightly.

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