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“Are you going to tie me up?” Dana asked as she stood, crossing her arms over her

waist. Her words made Jack’s cock grow hard.

“For now, no. Stand in front of the chair and place your forearms on the seat. You

may grasp the back if you like.” She did as instructed, giving him a nice view of her smooth, round ass.

“Like this?” she asked as she bent over and did as instructed.

“That’s fine. Keep your legs straight but spread them.” Immediately, she complied.

“Good. You’re comfortable? Warm enough?”

She nodded.

“Respond to my questions with, ‘Yes or no, Master’. There’s no right or wrong way

to do BDSM. Whatever is satisfying, meets the needs of the couple and is consensual.”

He walked slowly around the chair, getting her used to his presence, and stroked her

shoulder, nothing sexual yet.

“Yes, Master.”

“A submissive may surrender to her Master but she controls the scene. If something

becomes too intense for you, say the word ‘slow’, and I’ll stop or slow down with what I’m doing.” This time he slid his hand over her buttocks to register her response. He heard an intake of breath and noticed her wriggle her ass. “If you want to end the scene completely say, ‘butter’.”

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“I understand.”

“Dana, I always practice safe sex. And trust me never to hurt you.” Moving his

hands over her back, he slid them around to her breasts and got a moan from her. She

also arched her back and closed her eyes. “Working with a virgin has its own unique

charms.”

She giggled. “I’m not a virgin, Master.”

“To this lifestyle you are. And I did not ask you a question.” He swatted her on her

ass and she jumped, but didn’t protest.

He went to his closet and brought out a few implements: a rope, if he decided to

tether her, and a suede flogger.

Was he making a mistake testing her this way? What if she decided the whole scene

made her uncomfortable? First Damon and Shannon in the dungeon, then the group

disappearing into the forest in robes and now him. What if she freaked out and decided to pack up and leave Ireland? The troupe would hang him. They didn’t have the time to hire and train a new harpist especially with their busy season coming up.

It would be a lousy thing to do considering the troupe had helped him out by

letting him stay in the cottage so he could save money to buy his uncle’s place.

Playing sexual games with a curious novice was setting himself up for disaster.

Turning back toward the closet, he put the flogger, straps and ropes back. Then he sat onto the bed. “Dana, you can get up. This wasn’t a good idea. It’s late. You can sleep on the bed. I’ll take the sofa.”

“But I didn’t say slow or butter. Why did you decide not to…”

He rubbed his forehead with his hand. His cock was still hard but he hoped she

didn’t notice. “Because we’ve only just met today.” He grabbed a throw blanket and

attempted to lie down on the sofa, which was a loveseat. No matter what position he

tried, he couldn’t get his large body to find a comfortable spot.

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“Jack, we’ve been chatting for months online. Don’t tell me you had no idea there

was flirting going on between us.”

His mouth twisted in a half grin. “Yeah, you’re right. We did have a few personal

conversations.”

“A few? One night you asked me what was my most sexually adventurous

encounter.”

“No way. I didn’t ask… Oh yeah, I guess I did.” He rubbed his face with his hand.

“You were fishing, trying to find out if I had been involved in a D/s relationship

before.” Dana stood and placed her hands on her hips, frowning. “I thought you were

flirting.”

His sweatpants hung low on her hipbones and threatened to slide off. And he knew

she wasn’t wearing any underwear.
Oh brother.
He stared up at the ceiling.

“Look at you. You can’t sleep on that. I’ll sleep there. You sleep in the bed,” Dana

said.

“No. I’ll take the floor.”

“And freeze your ass off.” She took a breath and lowered her voice. “Jack, we’re not

a couple of teenagers. I thought we were friends. We don’t have to have sex just because we’re in the same bed.”

He craved to hold her through the night, nuzzle his cheek against her breasts, curve

his body against her round bottom, listen to her breathing while she slept. But to do so would be torture. To feel her close throughout the night without fucking her would

drive him mad. If he had a D/s scene with her, he might be able to relax and get some sleep. He doubted he’d be getting much sleep.

He’d turned his back toward the bed, so he couldn’t watch her but she hadn’t

crawled into bed yet. She walked across the room and at first he thought she was

stirring the fire. Instead she came out of the closet with the flogger, straps and a rope.

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She laid them out across the bed then walked over to him and knelt in front of the

loveseat and bowed her head. “Please, Master. Show me. I want to learn. I want to

understand why I was scared by watching Shannon and Damon and at the same time

so turned on. I can’t bear the thought of leaving Ireland at the end of summer without understanding these feelings. Every time I think of them, I get horny.”

A knot formed in his chest.
Oh hell. She was a sub and didn’t even know yet.
He’d have to take extra care with this one. It scared the hell out of him. She might realize this wasn’t for her and panic in the middle of a session. He didn’t want to do anything to hurt her. He’d never been with a sub who was so green.

She let out a huff, spun on her heels and marched over to the bed. She picked up the

leather cuffs and started strapping them around her wrists. “Dana, don’t.”

She gave him a pained look and unhooked the cuffs. The firelight made her smooth

skin glow and he noticed her nipples were hard. Her breasts were beautiful. Not huge, but perfectly shaped. Struggling with the wrist restraints, she managed to secure them to her wrists with the short length of chain dangling between the cuffs. Picking up the flogger, she walked over to Jack and knelt before him again, head bowed, and raised the flogger to him. “Please, Sir, I need to know.”

His breath caught as he gazed at her naked from the waist up, wearing his baggy

sweatpants that barely hung on her hips. Far from the exotic fetish wear he would see women in at the club Unfettered, but so sexy. He stood and took the flogger from her.

“You need to know what, slave?” It took a conscious effort to keep his voice firm and in control.

She let out a long breath. “I need to know if pain gives me pleasure.”

He closed his eyes and took a breath.
Oh hell. She’s definitely a sub.
His cock twitched in response and rose to attention. Willing himself to remain in control, he pointed to the chair. “Get into your original position.”

“Yes, Master.”

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Heart racing, he had to remind himself, even if she was receptive, she wasn’t a

seasoned sub. “Remember your safe words?”

She nodded.

“Answer me, slave.”

“Yes, Master. I remember the words.” His hands stroked her buttocks, her back and

moved around to cup her breasts. Then down each leg and up, barely grazing her

pussy. She shivered a little and didn’t resist. He hadn’t removed the sweatpants yet. It wouldn’t take much to slide them down. Once he felt the muscles in her back and

shoulders relax, he picked up the rope and tied her arms and wrists to the chair.

He checked to make sure it wasn’t too tight then picked up the flogger. Her eyes

looked up expectantly at him. “Eyes downcast, slave.”

“Yes, Master.” He took a number of practice swings and hit the bed, watching Dana

jerk at the sound. Then he let the tassels hit her back in light strokes. She arched and moaned. As he moved over to her buttocks, he increased the power of his hits. She let out a couple of yelps but nothing she didn’t seem she could handle.

“Painful, slave?”

“Not much, Master. More, please.”

“Very well.” He yanked down the sweatpants without giving her warning, drawing

them to her ankles. She gasped but didn’t struggle or protest. The flogger swung in

circles again and swatted her butt cheeks on one side, then the other. He alternated the hits in a steady rhythm until her moans became shrill, then he brought her back down.

He smoothed her reddened cheeks with his hands.

She was panting now and wriggled her ass as he touched her. No whimpers of

suffering, only moans of pleasure. Moving to the back of the chair, he raised her chin, but she kept her eyes downcast as he requested. Her mouth was open, but she was

breathing normally.

“Are you with me, slave? Look at me.”

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She locked eyes with him. “Yes, Master. I’m fine. I’m with you. More, please.”

He had to smile at that. “Are you wet?”

“Yes, Master.”

“How wet?” His hand parted her labia and he slipped a finger inside her channel.

Withdrawing his finger slick with her juices, he circled her clit and felt it harden and swell. “Very wet and aroused. More?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Master?”

“Good. Legs spread wide.” Her ass twitched so nice for him and when she opened

her legs, he got a good view of her pussy. Swinging the flogger like a pendulum, he

brought it up between her legs hard enough to make her body jerk. But his lovely slave didn’t protest or move away. Her breathing deepened and sped up as he struck her

pussy harder.

Moaning, she flinched with each strike.

“You could come like this?” he asked.

“Yes, Master.”

“Hold back, don’t come until I say. Understand? I must give you permission to

climax. Your pleasure is within my control.”

“I understand. God, it’s so good.”

“Tell me when you’re close.”

“Now. I’ll come if you continue like this, Master.”

He stopped stimulating her with the flogger and rubbed her ass and back. “You did

well, slave.”

“Will you make me come now?” Her voice was shaky.

“No. This is the end of your first lesson. It’s time for you to rest.”

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“But…”

“Your pleasure will exceed your fantasies if you can surrender to me.” He untied

her, brought her to the bed and cradled her in his arms. As much as his body wanted

more of her, to make love, he’d wait. Control and trust made a brittle foundation in a new D/s relationship, especially when the sub was inexperienced. Best not to

overwhelm his sweet slave. Besides, he’d promised her a safe place to stay the night.

* * * * *

The next morning, Dana woke to the smell of bacon simmering in a frying pan and

brewing coffee. Stretching under the warmth of the covers, she gazed over at Jack as he prepared breakfast. Jeans hung low on his hips and he was shirtless and barefooted. His hair looked as if he tried to smooth it down with his fingers, sections were still mussed from sleep.
God, he looked hot.
She was still horny from last night, especially since she’d gotten no release. But she did say she was curious about the D/s lifestyle so she had to go along.

The chair she’d been tethered to stood in front of the cold fireplace. Memories of

their bizarre night seemed like a dream now except for her tender bottom. The thought sent a rush of warmth straight to her pussy and her clit throbbed. Yes, pain did give her pleasure. The whole experience was strangely exciting but also unsettling. She didn’t know how she felt about the need to be dominated. Was this something she could do in

a relationship all the time? Or was she trying something new, just to say she did it? Like parachuting. A thrill-seeking thing. Once she’d done it a few times, she could say she’d had the experience but it wasn’t something she’d care to do regularly.

This type of lifestyle required trust. But how could she trust Jack if she didn’t know if she could trust herself? She’d taken a break from her well-paying job to be a musician in Europe. A responsible thirty-something didn’t do that. That was what her parents

told her anyway. “Morning,” she called out to Jack. “Smells wonderful.”

He turned around. “Morning. Sleep well?”

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She got up, not shy about being naked, and enjoyed the up-and-down look he gave

her. “Slept good, considering.” She smiled as she rubbed her bottom with her hand.

“Sore?”

“A little, but in a good way.” She found his discarded sweatshirt and pants and

slipped them back on.

“You seemed to enjoy it. Did you feel I pushed too far?” He speared the browned

bacon strips in the pan and drained them onto a paper towel, then poured off the grease into a can.

“No, I was fine. I’m ready for the next lesson.”

He stirred beaten eggs into the hot pan with a spatula. “Good.” His voice became

husky. “After the show tonight meet me in the dungeon.”

Her stomach clenched. “Where I saw Damon and Shannon?”

“Yes. Wait for me there immediately after the show. And I want to find you

completely naked when I arrive. Understand?”

“Yes, Master.” After they finished eating, Dana helped clean up and straighten the

bed.

“Your clothes are still wet and they still smell like the bog,” Jack said. “I’ll take a run up to the office and get another key for your cottage. You can wait here.”

Dana looked down at Jack’s clothes. “Thanks. It would be a little obvious walking

around in your sweats.”

“Be right back.” He pulled her into his arms, gave her a kiss, then released her.