In the Blind (10 page)

She
turned to her bed and picked up Rob’s shirt, bringing it to her nose. His musky
scent calmed her nerves, and she slipped it back on. After tying the ends of
the shirt around her middle and pulling on one of her favorite G-strings,
leggings, and flats, she felt comfortable and ready.

Twenty
minutes later, she was standing on Mistress Charlie’s front stoop. A new text
chimed on her phone from Rob, instructing her to come in and walk straight back
to the kitchen. She pushed open the large front door to reveal a beautiful
foyer and a relaxing sitting room with comfy light blue furniture and gray
walls with thick white trim. Down the hall she could see straight to the back
of the home. Dark wide plank floors led her to a grand table in a gigantic
kitchen.

“Mistress
Charlie, you have a beautiful home.” She twirled around, taking in the clean
and open design.

“Thank
you.” The Mistress walked around the island and crossed the room, enveloping
her in a tight hug. “I’m glad I finally got you to come over. Please have a
seat. I’d offer you something to eat, but I think we’ll wait for that until
later.”

She
moved past the bench and settled in the chair next to Rob.

“Is
that my shirt?” He greeted her with a sweet kiss to her cheek and a squeeze to
her knee.

“It
is. I love the way it smells, and I had no idea what to wear.”

“You
look lovely.” He rubbed the naked spot between the bottom of his shirt and her
leggings. “Did you bring your homework?”

“I
did.” She pulled the forms from her purse and set them on the table.

Rob
picked them up, examined each page, and nodded to Charlie.

“I’m
so pleased you’ve decided to take this journey together. It warms my heart to
see two people moving past relationships that weren’t right. I’m proud of you both,
but you’re breaking new ground.” Charlie leaned forward and took hold of Jane’s
hand. “Most of my trainees are either not in a relationship when they start
with me, or they’ve been in one with their Dom for quite some time. You two are
unique in that you’re not only starting your relationship, but you’re also
starting your Dom/sub relationship as well.”

“Do you think that will be a problem?”

“Any
kind of relationship needs real communication. Your future together all depends
on your ability to be open and honest.” She let go of Jane, got up from the
table, and walked behind them. “To get us started today, I’d like to begin with
an honesty exercise, and we’ll see how it goes.”

Jane
turned to look at Mistress Charlie.

“Keep
your eyes on me, pet.” Rob squeezed her knee. “Mistress Charlie is here to
observe and to help us, but this conversation is between us.”

“Tell
Rob something you didn’t write down from the first page of questions.”

“My
history is all there. There really isn’t much to it.” She tucked her hands
under her thighs.

“When
did you first know Adam wasn’t right for you?” Seconds ticked by. “I’m going to
lock the front door. If she hesitates much more, I’d suggest taking something
away.”

“I
don’t know what you want me to say?” Jane dragged her teeth across her top lip.
Adam was the last thing she wanted to discuss, but there was no way she was
walking away from Rob, not this time.

“Was
it something he said or did? What was your clue?” He got up and stepped behind
her, rubbing her shoulders, and then his touch came around and down the front
of her shirt. “Why was Adam not the right man for you?” He pulled her shirt
open.

She
hadn’t bothered to wear a bra, preferring the touch of his shirt against her
skin. Cool air brushed across her exposed breasts, and the soft tapping of Mistress
Charlie’s flats against the wood floor signaled her return, adding a new layer
to the scene. The question she wanted to ignore was lost to her as she relaxed
under his control and her own exhibitionism. Heat pooled between her thighs.

“I’ll
continue if you answer the question, and I promise to answer a question as
well.” He leaned down next to her and nibbled on her ear while his hands curved
around her breasts and his thumbs flicked over her nipples.

She
moaned, wanting more of his touch, but not wanting to expose the wound Adam had
inflicted.

“What
have you learned so far?” Mistress Charlie sat beside them.

“She
enjoys my control, and even your voyeurism, but she doesn’t like to confess
things that have brought her pain.”

Jane
felt naked in a whole new way as he undressed her in more ways than one.
Pressure built at the backs of her eyes. She’d ignored several signs that Adam
hadn’t been right for her, choosing instead to try to make things work with a
man who’d made her think her needs were foolish and even disgusting. She hung
her head and squirmed in her seat.

On
paper, he’d appeared to be prince charming. She’d tried so hard to be the kind
of woman he could love. In the end, the only reason left to stay had been his
fabulous job and all the doors he could have opened for her fledgling company.
She sank down in her chair, letting the darkness swallow her.

“She
was beginning to focus, but I think she’s putting back up that wall you
mentioned. It’s time for your next step.”

Rob
slipped off her shoes and then took hold of her hands and pulled her to her
feet. “I’m here because I want you in my life, all of you. I can’t have you
afraid to tell me anything, and I can tell you’re still holding back, not
letting me in.” He caressed her cheek and sat on the bench. “Remove your
clothes and lie across my lap.”

She
let his shirt slip off her shoulders and fall to the floor, stripping away
another level of cover. She was thankful for the task and the distraction from
what he’d been asking. Although, she knew her reprieve wouldn’t last. Next, she
slipped her fingers under the waist of her pants and pulled them off. Once her
tiny panties were added to the pile, she picked them up and set them on her
chair.

“That’s
enough, slowpoke.”

“Are
you going to spank me?” Her pulse bounded in her ears. She didn’t know if she
should be scared or excited. She’d heard spankings could be erotic as hell or
they could be quite painful.

“I’ve
asked you a question, and you’re not giving me an answer. As a submissive you
do not have a choice about answering.” He tugged on her arm and pulled her to
him, guiding her over his legs. “Count the spankings or start talking.”

Her
hands found the floor, and she braced herself. He held her steady on his lap
with one hand and the other rubbed her ass. He squeezed each buttock several
times, making her squirm.

“Adam
didn’t understand my needs.”

“You
wrote that on your homework.” He spanked her twice on the right side of her ass.
“What was your first sign?” Two harder blows landed on her left.

“Four,
Sir.” Her ass stung, and heat flared across her body. She didn’t know how many
more she could take.

“You
need to answer my question.” Several more spankings landed, each with more
force than the last.

“He
never made me wet,” she said, barely above a whisper.

“I
never had a reason to like this Adam, and now he disgusts me.” He swiped his
hand across the bottom of her ass, hovering over her pussy. “How could a man be
with a woman as completely beautiful as you and not want to give her pleasure?”
His fingers dragged over her slit, around her clit, and then he dipped inside,
easily pumping into her. “You’re dripping for me. Thank you, pet.” He pushed
into her with two of his fingers, rubbing over her spot inside. “I do believe
you like my firm hand.”

“Yes,
thank you, Sir.” Pleasure from his words and his fingers worked its way into
her heart. “
More,
please.”

“He
wasn’t capable of fulfilling your needs, but that’s not what you’re hiding from
me. What about that relationship aren’t you letting go?” He pulled from her and
spanked her again. “Don’t forget to count or I’ll have Mistress Charlie fetch
her paddles.”

She
counted the spankings and hung on for more, fearing Rob would think better of
pursuing a relationship with her if he knew how shallow she’d been.

“Let
me in.”

The
spankings continued as did her counting. Her voice cracked against the pain. It
was in that naked moment that she realized by hiding under her own shame she
was hurting what she had with Rob. She’d pushed him away before, and it hadn’t
done either of them any good. She couldn’t pick and choose how she opened her
life to him. It was all or they’d have nothing. She’d been so blind.

“Let
me see you.”

“I
wanted what he could…” Tears fell from her eyes, and she choked on a sob.

“I’ve
got you.” He pulled her onto her side and nestled her head in the crook of his
arm.

“I
struggled for years to get my company off the ground. His connections could
have changed all that.” She buried her face against his shirt. “I never wanted
his money. You’ve got to believe me.” She brushed away her tears. “I thought I
cared for him and stayed for all the wrong reasons. I hate myself for it.” She
shook her head. “He asked me to marry him. The bastard called me a degenerate
on Friday night and asked me to marry him the next night. Who does that?”

“A man that is not worthy of you.”
He brushed her
hair from her face. “I know you weren’t using him. That’s not what you think
you were doing, is it?”

“No,
I fell for him before I knew any better. He was so nice to me in the beginning.
I wanted him to love me and stayed with him after I knew he wouldn’t.” She blew
out a breath, releasing the worthless tension.

“Keep
going.” He rubbed up and down her legs.

“I
bought into the crap he told me. He only wanted me on his arm, and he figured I’d
stay for the power he’d give my career. When I finally broke it off, he called
me a moneygrubbing whore.”

“Fucking hell.”
He pulled her
up and wrapped his arms around her. “If I ever see that asshole, I’m going to
introduce him to my fist.” He pulled her back and looked at her. “He never got
to know you. He simply used his words where he knew they’d hurt. That’s not who
you are. Do you hear me?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Jane,
look at me.” He rubbed up and down her arms. “You’re the kind of woman that can
pull a man from his darkest hour.” He pushed her chin up and gazed into her
eyes. “Before I met you, I was sliding down a dark hole.”

“That
convention changed the direction of our lives.”

“I’d
say so. We’d both decided we needed fresh starts, but we hadn’t started living
yet.”

“Wow.”
She reached up and rubbed her finger back and forth along his full bottom lip.
“Thank you for helping me to see through that mess.”

“It
was my pleasure, sweetheart.” He leaned down and claimed her lips, his mouth
taking hers in a slow possession. He pulled away and looked her over.

It
would be so easy to get lost in his deep blue eyes. “I’m so sorry I hid from
you.”

“I
understand now why you did. I’m glad we worked through this together.”

She
quieted and thought about the experience. “I felt so exposed. It was scary, but
telling you everything has lifted such a weight.”

“You’ve
honored me, my sweet, sweet Jane.” He wrapped his arms around her.

“Well
done, you two.” Mistress Charlie draped a blanket over her and held out a glass
of water. “Drink this.”

“Thank
you.” She took several sips and they sat quietly for a while until Rob took the
glass, and he directed her to get to her feet.

“I
think it’s time for you to be alone. There’s a room for you upstairs. It will
look familiar, but my room has one significant difference.” Mistress Charlie
took hold of her hands. “You’ve done very well. I’m proud of you, sweetheart.”
Her gaze remained centered on Jane. “You are the submissive here, but remember
the power of communication. Never hide from your Dom.
Keeping
yourself open will bring you more pleasure and more happiness than you’ve ever
known.” Charlie let go of Jane.

“Thank
you, Mistress.” She pulled the blanket around her.

“It’s
my pleasure. Rob, remember you have something you still need to share. Also, I’m
the Master of this house, and I have audio surveillance in that room. I will
enter if I hear yellow or red.”

“Thank
you, Mistress,” they both said.

“I’ll
talk with you tomorrow.” She stepped closer to Rob. “The kitchen is all yours
tonight. There is a ton of food in the fridge, and I’ll make breakfast for you
both in the morning, if you decide to stay. I’ll be in my office downstairs if
you need anything.”

They
wandered upstairs, past several beautiful rooms.

“Marcus
has told me that the inspiration for Club Blind came from a room here.”

They
stopped when they found a simple room. He pulled her through the doorway and
wrapped his arms around her.