Tell Me by Ashe Barker

talk to you about your new duties at Dart Logistics.” He stood and offered her his hand. “Come to bed with me. Please.”
    Thea took his hand and would have followed him from the room, sedate and obedient, a truly chastised and repentant sub. Tony had other ideas. The moment she grasped his hand he scooped her from the floor and carried her from the room. He took the stairs two at a time and strode along the hallway with her in his arms. He shouldered open his bedroom door and laid her on his bed, chuckling when she rolled onto her stomach.
    “Are you offering me your arse, girl?”
    “If you want it, Sir. Yes, of course.”
    “Hold that thought while I get some lube.”

Chapter Four
     
    What on Earth just happened? How did I end up here, a collared sub? Tony’s collared sub. Shit!
    Thea’s head was whirling as she stretched out on her Dom’s bed, waiting for him to re-emerge from the bathroom. Despite the inner turmoil raging within, one certainty presented itself, head and shoulders above the rest of her teeming thoughts.
    This is good. This is safe. This is where I want to be.
    Just hang on to that, and the rest will be okay. Surely.
    “You look good there, Thea.”
    She turned her head at his voice, gratified to note that he was now naked too. And looking very fine with it. Tony had rarely undressed at the club so despite their intimacy she was not especially familiar with his body. Parts of it, yes. But not usually the whole lot, on display. She stared. And stared some more.
    Tony obliged her by walking around the room, adjusting lamps. He grinned at her.
    “I do hope you’re not going to drool on my bedding, Thea. Though on second thoughts…”
    “I’m sorry. It’s just that I’m not used to you… Not that I mind. It’s lovely, really. You are I mean. Lovely.”
    “So are you, little sub. And I really should have brought you back here before.”
    “I might not have agreed to come, Sir. We always kept the club and—everything else—separate. I liked it that way.”
    “I know, and we can talk about why that was. Later. Right now…” He tossed a tube of lubricant, a bullet vibrator, and three condoms onto the pillow beside her head. “I want you to kneel up and spread your knees as wide as you can. Then lean forward and rest your face on the pillow. Do I need to tie your hands?”
    “No Sir, but I’d like you to.”
    “Leather cuffs okay?”
    Thea nodded, and knelt up in the centre of the mattress while he opened one of his bedside drawers and found a pair of cuffs. He fastened one to each of her offered wrists, then gestured for her to place her hands behind her. He snapped the fasteners together to secure her, then laid a hand on her shoulder to indicate she should lean forward.
    Thea made herself comfortable, her cheek pressed against the crisp cotton of the duvet, her bum poised at Tony’s eye level as he stretched out on one elbow behind her.
    “So beautiful. So hot and wet, and pink as a cherry.” He punctuated his remarks by drawing the flat of his palm along her moistening pussy, then dipping two fingers inside her cunt. “Ah yes, very wet. But I still think we need to warm you up a little more. What do you think, Thea?”
    “That sounds nice, Sir.” She squeezed around him as he drew his fingers back, then drove them deep again, twisting inside her.
    “Nice? I guess I’ll settle for that for now but I’ll be shooting for something closer to fucking wonderful. You’ll come for me, as soon as I touch your clit. But not before. Is that understood?”
    Thea sighed, grimacing to herself. No matter how often he put her through these paces, she never found orgasm control easy. Her lack of self-discipline invariably earned her a spanking, and her bottom was already very sore,
    “Thea?” Tony’s voice had softened. He was so adept at picking up on her fears, before she spoke them aloud.
    “I’ll try Sir, but it’s so difficult. And I don't want you to be angry, or spank me.