Sir.”
“I’ll see you in three days,” he said just before hanging
up.
She had barely enough time to digest that threat when the
phone rang again.
Her hair removal appointment was set for three o’clock the
next day.
Chapter Five
Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, Kayden let
the fluffy white robe slip from her shoulders and waterfall to the heated,
black-marble floor beneath her bare feet. There wasn’t a single nuance in the
cozy, intimate dressing room that didn’t appeal to one’s senses. Or more
accurately, one’s sensuality. Low lighting, soothing music, warm woods and some
unique, exotic scent filtering through the ventilation system for supreme
serenity. And it was working. Thank God!
The woman who stood in the mirror now was a far cry from the
one who’d entered the luxurious spa four hours ago.
Who knew getting your most private hairs yanked out by the
roots could be such a non-traumatic experience?
Instead of the anticipated waxing, she got sugaring. An ancient
Egyptian method used in the harems, she’d been informed by the highly trained, naked technician. All the women in the inner sanctum of the club were completely
naked, with the exception of those wearing collars around their necks.
The initial few yanks to remove her hair had shocked more
than hurt, after which the technician had settled into an experienced, gentle
rhythm. Once her privates were denuded, her legs were given the same treatment.
Seduced by the soothing effects of the tea she’d been given
earlier and the slow, seductive melodies pouring through her earphones,
overall, it was not the traumatizing experience Kayden had expected.
The last hour of her visit, she was treated to the most
amazing massage. It was during that time something occurred to her about the
women’s collars. Made of different materials ranging from leather to fine
jewelry, studded with various precious gems of varied sizes and shapes, they
were all stunning. But there hadn’t been a single triangular cut gem or diamond
in sight. What that meant and why it pleased her, Kayden wasn’t quite sure, and
lulled into a state of supreme relaxation by the masseuse’s extremely talented
fingers, she’d forgotten all about it.
Until now.
The mere thought of diamonds brought Hunter to the forefront
of her mind. She skimmed her fingertips over the smooth surface of her mons,
liking the feel and the look. It was amazing how one small change could make
her feel so incredibly sexy. She couldn’t wait to feel Hunter’s hands on her.
Better yet, his mouth.
Away from the intensity of her job, with four hours of
uninterrupted time to think, she’d decided to wholeheartedly throw herself into
her forbidden fantasy and she couldn’t wait to start.
Turning, she walked over to the tufted white lounger and the
two gift boxes sitting there. One open—one not.
The first had been presented when she’d arrived. She’d
expected something along the lines of a bracelet to match the other two items
he’d given her. This piece did indeed have two heart-shaped pieces of onyx with
a triangular diamond in each center, but instead of being centered on the long,
sturdy gold chain, the gems dangled from the base of two onyx cylinders crowned
with rubber-tipped gold clamps. There was no doubt as to the adornment’s
purpose. Her nipples tingled in anticipation.
She’d always wondered what nipple clamps would feel like.
Apparently she was going to have to wonder a bit longer. The accompanying note
from Hunter specifically stated she was to bring them with her so he would put
them on.
The second box had been in the dressing room when she’d
gotten back. It was too large to contain jewelry and Kayden’s curiosity had
been peaked.
The white cross-ribbons and bow attached only to the lid had
made it easy to get to the surprise nestled within the ebony and white swirled
tissue paper.
A black leather thong.
The barely there garment folded onto itself and
“I’ll see you in three days,” he said just before hanging
up.
She had barely enough time to digest that threat when the
phone rang again.
Her hair removal appointment was set for three o’clock the
next day.
Chapter Five
Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, Kayden let
the fluffy white robe slip from her shoulders and waterfall to the heated,
black-marble floor beneath her bare feet. There wasn’t a single nuance in the
cozy, intimate dressing room that didn’t appeal to one’s senses. Or more
accurately, one’s sensuality. Low lighting, soothing music, warm woods and some
unique, exotic scent filtering through the ventilation system for supreme
serenity. And it was working. Thank God!
The woman who stood in the mirror now was a far cry from the
one who’d entered the luxurious spa four hours ago.
Who knew getting your most private hairs yanked out by the
roots could be such a non-traumatic experience?
Instead of the anticipated waxing, she got sugaring. An ancient
Egyptian method used in the harems, she’d been informed by the highly trained, naked technician. All the women in the inner sanctum of the club were completely
naked, with the exception of those wearing collars around their necks.
The initial few yanks to remove her hair had shocked more
than hurt, after which the technician had settled into an experienced, gentle
rhythm. Once her privates were denuded, her legs were given the same treatment.
Seduced by the soothing effects of the tea she’d been given
earlier and the slow, seductive melodies pouring through her earphones,
overall, it was not the traumatizing experience Kayden had expected.
The last hour of her visit, she was treated to the most
amazing massage. It was during that time something occurred to her about the
women’s collars. Made of different materials ranging from leather to fine
jewelry, studded with various precious gems of varied sizes and shapes, they
were all stunning. But there hadn’t been a single triangular cut gem or diamond
in sight. What that meant and why it pleased her, Kayden wasn’t quite sure, and
lulled into a state of supreme relaxation by the masseuse’s extremely talented
fingers, she’d forgotten all about it.
Until now.
The mere thought of diamonds brought Hunter to the forefront
of her mind. She skimmed her fingertips over the smooth surface of her mons,
liking the feel and the look. It was amazing how one small change could make
her feel so incredibly sexy. She couldn’t wait to feel Hunter’s hands on her.
Better yet, his mouth.
Away from the intensity of her job, with four hours of
uninterrupted time to think, she’d decided to wholeheartedly throw herself into
her forbidden fantasy and she couldn’t wait to start.
Turning, she walked over to the tufted white lounger and the
two gift boxes sitting there. One open—one not.
The first had been presented when she’d arrived. She’d
expected something along the lines of a bracelet to match the other two items
he’d given her. This piece did indeed have two heart-shaped pieces of onyx with
a triangular diamond in each center, but instead of being centered on the long,
sturdy gold chain, the gems dangled from the base of two onyx cylinders crowned
with rubber-tipped gold clamps. There was no doubt as to the adornment’s
purpose. Her nipples tingled in anticipation.
She’d always wondered what nipple clamps would feel like.
Apparently she was going to have to wonder a bit longer. The accompanying note
from Hunter specifically stated she was to bring them with her so he would put
them on.
The second box had been in the dressing room when she’d
gotten back. It was too large to contain jewelry and Kayden’s curiosity had
been peaked.
The white cross-ribbons and bow attached only to the lid had
made it easy to get to the surprise nestled within the ebony and white swirled
tissue paper.
A black leather thong.
The barely there garment folded onto itself and
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