SATED: #3 in the Fit Trilogy (7 page)

They were in good shape when Daniel was just standing near the top of the ramp feeding balls into the 50 point hole, but the manager was about done when Daniel actually climbed up the ramp and made a dramatic show of slam-dunking their last ball into the hole while screaming “Ah yeah!” at the stop of his lungs.

Keira could not stop laughing. Even after they were closed in Daniel’s SUV, they were both still cracking up. She had tears running down her face.

“I don’t know what the fuck his problem was. He didn’t have to be so pissed.” The mock outrage in Daniel’s tone made Keira laugh even harder.

“I know! Even after we gave all our tickets to those kids.” Keira wiped her face. “Oh, my gosh, he’s gonna ban me for life. What do we do now? It’s not even 8:30.”

“It’s your call, sweetheart.”

“I don’t know. Let’s just go back to your place.” Keira was half laughing when she said it. It took a few seconds for her to notice that Daniel wasn’t laughing anymore. He was just looking at her. “Or…we don’t have to?”

Daniel shook his head a little. “No, sorry. I think I just heard you the wrong way. Actually that’s not right. Old habits run deep or however you want to say it. Usually when I have people to my place, things go a certain way. You saying we should go there, it triggered something.”

Keira’s case of the giggles was definitely gone. “What way is a certain way?”

“If we go back to my place you’re agreeing to submit to me. For the night.”

“I have to do whatever you want?”

“No. We’ll talk about what I want to do to you and what I want you to do with me and if we both agree, then we will spend the night doing those thing.”

Keira was confused. That sounded like regular consensual sex. “I don’t get it.”

“This isn’t about me just bossing you around. You relinquish control, trusting that I’m going to give you exactly what you need. At the same time, your desire to please me, if you have that desire, will naturally lead to you doing things that please me.”

“Like what?”

“Like letting me taste you. Letting me find out what you feel like inside. I’m also going to come on your tits. That’s definitely gonna happen.”

“Those sound like things that would please me.”

“Hmm,” was all Daniel said.

“What? What did I say wrong?”

“You didn’t say anything wrong. I’m just getting a clearer picture of what you think is happening here. It is possible for me to find pleasure in pleasuring you. We can want the same things. It wasn’t like that with your exes, I’m guessing.”

“No, you’re right. It was always this sort of tit for tat thing. I always had to hope and bargain and beg—”

“And you were still left unsatisfied.”

“Yeah.”

“I think we need to change that. You still want to go to my place?”

Keira didn’t hesitate. Her answer was yes. The night before had been nothing like any first date she’d ever experienced, but she wouldn’t change a thing about it. She liked Daniel. She trusted him. It might be fun to see what it was like if the tables were turned.

“Let’s get out of here, then. I’d rather not fuck you in my car.”

“What if it pleases me though?”

“Well, if you insist.” Keira practically screeched with laughter as Daniel started undoing his fly and climbing over the center console in almost the same motion.

“Oh my gosh! Can’t you wait?”

Daniel settled back in his seat and looked over at her. “I’m just following orders.”

“That wasn’t an order. It was a… a question.”

“Sorry.”

Keira glared back at him “No you aren’t.”

“Forgive me?”

“Only if we stop and get ice cream before we go back to your place.”

“Deal. Let’s go.” Keira watched as Daniel hit the PUSH START button with the side of his smooth hook. Butterflies started a full dance party in her stomach as they pulled out into traffic. What had she just agreed to?

They pulled up to a brand-new, modern style house in Atwater Village. Keira asked Daniel about the neighborhood and he told her when he’d decided to buy instead of renting, as she followed him through the side door into the kitchen. Daniel put the two pints of ice cream—vanilla for comfort and cinnamon bun just in case they were feeling adventurous—in the freezer. Then he turned toward her.

“Okay.” Keira bounced on the balls of her feet. As if it wasn’t obvious enough that she was nervous. “What do I do first?”

“I want you to take off your clothes. Everything.”

“Are you going to watch?”

“Mhmm.”

“Okay. Here goes. I’m getting naked. Can I talk while I get naked?”

“Mhmm.”

“Good, ’cause I’m not very good at not talking,” she said, as she pulled off her jacket.

“I know.”

“Jerk.” Her boots and socks were next.

“Keep going.”

“I’m going.” Her thin sweater and her shirt hit the floor. Then her jeans. “They added the latest season of
Galaxis
online. I’m going to do a re-watch sometime next week. You in?”

“Yes. If you take off your underwear, yes.”

“Here. Underwear’s off.” Her bra and panties joined the pile.

“Thank you. I’ll be right back.”

Daniel left Keira standing naked in the middle of his kitchen. She glanced around, but there wasn’t all that much to see. The place was so new, it looked barely lived in. Or maybe Daniel didn’t spend a whole lot of time in the kitchen. There was nothing on the walls, not even a reminder hanging on the fridge. The only thing that stuck out was a half-finished puzzle that seemed to dominate the kitchen table, what looked like a millions pieces that would eventually come together to make a depiction of a stained glass window featuring the Virgin Mary and Baby Jesus.

Daniel came back just as Keira was about to pick up one of the loose pieces. She spun around, caught in the act. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay. I’ve done that one a few times.”

“So you weren’t joking about the puzzles?” Keira said with a smile. This was the side of Daniel she wanted to get to know. She knew the man who liked to play with fire, literally, but it almost made her giggle to think of him settling in with a warm cup of tea to unwind with a one of his favorite puzzles.

“Not exactly. I had to learn how to use my left hand after my accident. The puzzles helped with my dexterity. I’ll show you my drafting table later. I’ve become quite the left handed calligrapher.”

“Ooh, I want to see that now.”

“No. I want to play with you now.”

Keira made a dramatic show of frowning at him, but that only lasted the few seconds it took for her to remember that she was butt naked and Daniel was going to show her what it was like to submit for him, on his terms.

He had a roll of red shiny tape hanging off his prosthetic hook. “Do you know what this is?”

“Festive duct tape?”

“It’s called bondage tape.”

“I’m probably ruining the mood, not being serious.”

“No. You like to be silly and I like that about you.”

“Oh.”

“I’m going to bind you, wrists and feet. I’m going to cover your mouth and then I’m going to take you into my bedroom and we’re going to have some fun.”

“Promise you won’t kill me.”

“Keira.”

“Promise.”

Daniel leaned down and looked her right in the eyes. “I’m not going to kill you, I promise.”

“I’m just saying, this is how horror movies start. I appreciate a bit of reassurance.”

“I’m pretty sure Grant and Armando would be a little upset with me if didn’t send you back to the gym happy and whole.”

“That’s true.”

“Anyway. Can you snap?”

“My fingers? Yeah.” Keira demonstrated, making a show of doing a little jig while she snapped both her fingers.

“Good. Instead of a safe word you’re gonna snap. Place your hands behind your back, wrists crossed,” He said the last bit as he circled her body. “And I want your feet together. Good, just like that.” He made quick work securing her hands, then came back around to her front and got on his knees to secure her feet.

Keira tried to keep quiet and just observe as Daniel bound her ankles with the tape, but she was too nervous to stand there in silence. “I’m nervous,” she blurted out.

Daniel glanced up at her, giving her the brief instance of reassurance she needed. “Why are you nervous?”

“Why shouldn’t I be?”

“Because you’re with me and I think you know I would never do anything to hurt you. I think you can infer that I’m not the type to hurt anyone.”

“It’s not that. I just, I’m not good at this.”

“At what, Keira?”

Keira let out a deep sigh as Daniel finished with her feet. The way she felt didn’t make any sense. She wanted to sleep with Daniel, even though she wasn’t exactly sure sex itself was on the menu, but she wanted to be with him again. She was already naked and she did trust him. In the short time they’d spent together, Daniel had already proved to be one of the sweetest men she had ever met. She felt totally safe with him. And he might have been a little impulsive, trying to drop his pants at the slightest suggestion, but he always backed off, even if she wasn’t completely sure she wanted him to stop. Plus she could always snap or pizza her way out of the situation. It wasn’t Daniel, it was something else she couldn’t put into words, but it made her nervous as hell.

He stood and gently stroked her cheek. “Talk to me. What’s wrong?”

“I’m scared.”

“You’re not used to being this vulnerable?”

“No, I’m not.” The problem was Keira didn’t hate it. She liked being naked for Daniel and she wanted to see what he had planned for the rest of the night. But that didn’t change the fact that her heart felt like it was going to beat right through her chest. And she didn’t like the idea of not being able to touch him. And, on the other hand, she didn’t want him to untie her. Why was submitting so freaking confusing?

Daniel leaned down and kissed her. That cleared up some of the confusion. “Do you want to stop? We don’t have to do this.”

“No. I want this. I’m sorry. I’m just…”

“Let’s try it for two minutes and after two minutes I’ll check in with you and we’ll see how you feel. No pressure to snap or anything.”

“And you’re still going to gag me? Cause you don’t want me to talk the whole time?”

“I’m going to gag you because I want you to see what it feels like to experience something without being able to comment until it’s finished. So what do you say? You want to try?”

Keira nodded, then added, “Yes.” She wasn’t sure what else she could say. She wanted to be with Daniel and she wanted to try something new. Fear came with the unknown sometimes and she was just going to have to deal.

Daniel wound a strip around Keira’s face once, covering her mouth, then dipped down and threw her over his shoulder. For some weird reason as he carried her down the hall to his room, Keira started to pretend that she was being kidnapped. And for some even weirder reason it was the idea of being kidnapped—not being naked, not Daniel’s kiss, but the thought of being taken by force, to be used by some strange man—that made her wet. She closed her eyes and pretended to accept her fate, stifling a small giggle as they made their way down the hall.

✶

Daniel had taken the whole ride from the arcade to get his mind right, but Keira had tripped him up with all her chatter. Most of the submissives he’d played with had been trained by Master Philip and Mistress Evelyn. A few had been whipped into shape by Armando. They were all different. All had their quirks, but none of them talked as much as Keira. He didn’t mind all her talking, not at all. The problem was that listening to Keira talk took him out of his headspace, because when he should have been handling business he just wanted her to keep on jabbering. Her ridiculousness had made him laugh, it kept him guessing. He loved her energy. He could easily sit around talking to her all night, but he really, really wanted to have sex with her. At the very least he had to make her come.

When they reached his bedroom he made a decision. He initially considered taking things easy on Keira. She was already bound, wrists and ankles. Her mouth was covered so she couldn’t say a word. In some ways that might be enough for her first night playing the role of submissive, but he had to give her more. He wasn’t going to go nuts and take things all the way to the edge, but he needed to push her a little more, see if he could reach a place where he could at least see the edge far off in the distance. He gently laid Keira on the bed on her side. She was breathing normally, if not a little heavier than usual. He took a moment to remove his arm. It helped with the tape, and he’d had submissives ask for some of his other attachments, but
he
wanted full skin-to-skin contact.

Once he had everything he needed in place, he sat on the bed beside his captive, right in the curve her stomach created as her body bowed forward. He picked up the shears he had on the nightstand. Keira’s eyes bulged wide. “Emergency precaution if we need to get the tape off quickly.” Her shoulders sagged and she nodded. Daniel shook his head as he put the scissors back.

It was time to get down to business. Daniel knelt beside the bed but, just as he was about to pull Keira close, she started thrashing and making a noise that sound like his name. For a moment he thought she’d forgotten about her snap signal, but there was something a little too mischievous about the glint in her eye. And then it looked like she was trying to smile.

“Jesus Fucking Christ.” It took a second, but he got Keira upright on her knees, then unwound the tape around her mouth. “What?”

“I don’t care what you say. My father doesn’t negotiate with terrorists,” Keira said dramatically, before she bit the inside of her lips and made this little snorting noise.

“Nope. No way.”

“Why?”

“My house, my rules. We can do your whole kidnapping, Stockholm syndrome fantasy at your place. Right now we’re going to do things my way.”

“I want to argue about this some more, but when you’re firm like that it makes me really horny.”

“Good. Tape’s going back on.” Daniel ignored her pouting, pushing her over on the bed as soon as the tape was back in place. He had planned to start with her tits, suck on them a while, just to help her get her mind focused on what was actually happening, but that wasn’t going to work. She was distracting herself
and
him. Daniel was done wasting time. He dropped down on the bed and was not gentle about pulling Keira over his lap.