Kayden
didn’t notice the stenciled H and T in the small triangular patch that formed
the front until she held it up. Centered over her freshly denuded skin, it
would be a gleaming reminder of exactly who it was that now owned her pussy.
Though it wasn’t as disturbing as the two thin leather
strips that would pass through her legs and travel up the crack of her ass to
connect to the thin leather waist strap. Threaded through a succession of
diamond-studded onyx beads, the sizes and variations of openings between the
two strips were completely adjustable. The endless possibilities of what
exactly the adjustments would be used for caused Kayden’s imagination to fire
along with her libido. But she doubted there was anything she could dream up
that Hunter hadn’t already. Like if several beads were lined up perfectly over
her clit, walking would become a whole new experience. And if positioned that
way during sex—
“Ms. Starling?”
Startled, Kayden nearly dropped the thong. “Yes?”
“Sorry to disturb you.” The congenial voice of Hunter’s
personal assistant filtered through the door. A tall, willowy brunette,
Elizabeth had greeted Kayden upon her arrival and given her a tour of the
expansive spa. “Before you leave, Mr. Trielle—”
“He’s here?” Kayden fought to keep the excitement from her
voice.
“No, Miss. He won’t be back until tomorrow. But he sent you
something and I wanted to make sure you stopped by my office on your way out.”
“I’ll be there in a few minutes.” Swallowing her
disappointment, Kayden was about to drop the thong back into the box when she
glimpsed the tip of yet another box beneath some dislodged tissues.
The length of a bracelet box, but three times as thick, she
had a sneaky suspicion what it contained. With equal parts apprehension and
excitement, she lifted the lid to find a gleaming black onyx dildo. Intrigued
by the flared base, she pulled it out for a thorough inspection. Upending it,
she discovered a magnificent diamond deeply embedded in the bottom. At this
rate, by the end of their time together, he’d have spent a small fortune on
her. Though reported to be filthy rich, she found it hard to believe Hunter
spent this much on every sub he trained. Especially one who was only temporary.
So why then was he investing so much in her? Not wanting to dwell on a question
she was determined not be an issue, she repacked everything, got dressed and
went to see what Hunter had sent her.
* * * * *
Fairly certain the large, white florist box contained
flowers, but learning not to second-guess Hunter, Kayden waited until she was
home to open the box.
Thank God!
Oh there were flowers. The most magnificent red roses she’d
ever seen. And not one, but four bracelets , each circling a dozen shiny
green stems. But unlike the previous jewelry, their black and white theme came
in the way of two-inch leather, each adorned with diamond studs and a highly
polished silver ring. Kayden didn’t have to be a BDSM enthusiast to know they
were used for wrist and ankle bondage. Thick swatches of Velcro for easy on and
off, the sturdy restraints were a far cry from the flimsy, amateur ones found
in adult store bondage kits.
Her heart pulsed and accelerated at the thought of her
splayed in sexual sacrifice, helpless and vulnerable to anything Hunter wanted
to do to her. She clamped her thighs to restrain the sudden flow of her juices.
Ironic how she’d dreaded the day when she’d turn her body
over to the Master Dom and now couldn’t wait for it to get here.
It wasn’t until she’d carefully freed the thornless stems
from the restraints and transferred the flowers to two glass vases and two
plastic water pitchers that she discovered the instructions and another highly
intimate gift. A set of three. In graduating sizes.
Clearly, her mouth and pussy weren’t the only orifices
Hunter intended to find pleasure in.
Chapter Six
Yanked from sleep by Beethoven’s Fifth,
didn’t notice the stenciled H and T in the small triangular patch that formed
the front until she held it up. Centered over her freshly denuded skin, it
would be a gleaming reminder of exactly who it was that now owned her pussy.
Though it wasn’t as disturbing as the two thin leather
strips that would pass through her legs and travel up the crack of her ass to
connect to the thin leather waist strap. Threaded through a succession of
diamond-studded onyx beads, the sizes and variations of openings between the
two strips were completely adjustable. The endless possibilities of what
exactly the adjustments would be used for caused Kayden’s imagination to fire
along with her libido. But she doubted there was anything she could dream up
that Hunter hadn’t already. Like if several beads were lined up perfectly over
her clit, walking would become a whole new experience. And if positioned that
way during sex—
“Ms. Starling?”
Startled, Kayden nearly dropped the thong. “Yes?”
“Sorry to disturb you.” The congenial voice of Hunter’s
personal assistant filtered through the door. A tall, willowy brunette,
Elizabeth had greeted Kayden upon her arrival and given her a tour of the
expansive spa. “Before you leave, Mr. Trielle—”
“He’s here?” Kayden fought to keep the excitement from her
voice.
“No, Miss. He won’t be back until tomorrow. But he sent you
something and I wanted to make sure you stopped by my office on your way out.”
“I’ll be there in a few minutes.” Swallowing her
disappointment, Kayden was about to drop the thong back into the box when she
glimpsed the tip of yet another box beneath some dislodged tissues.
The length of a bracelet box, but three times as thick, she
had a sneaky suspicion what it contained. With equal parts apprehension and
excitement, she lifted the lid to find a gleaming black onyx dildo. Intrigued
by the flared base, she pulled it out for a thorough inspection. Upending it,
she discovered a magnificent diamond deeply embedded in the bottom. At this
rate, by the end of their time together, he’d have spent a small fortune on
her. Though reported to be filthy rich, she found it hard to believe Hunter
spent this much on every sub he trained. Especially one who was only temporary.
So why then was he investing so much in her? Not wanting to dwell on a question
she was determined not be an issue, she repacked everything, got dressed and
went to see what Hunter had sent her.
* * * * *
Fairly certain the large, white florist box contained
flowers, but learning not to second-guess Hunter, Kayden waited until she was
home to open the box.
Thank God!
Oh there were flowers. The most magnificent red roses she’d
ever seen. And not one, but four bracelets , each circling a dozen shiny
green stems. But unlike the previous jewelry, their black and white theme came
in the way of two-inch leather, each adorned with diamond studs and a highly
polished silver ring. Kayden didn’t have to be a BDSM enthusiast to know they
were used for wrist and ankle bondage. Thick swatches of Velcro for easy on and
off, the sturdy restraints were a far cry from the flimsy, amateur ones found
in adult store bondage kits.
Her heart pulsed and accelerated at the thought of her
splayed in sexual sacrifice, helpless and vulnerable to anything Hunter wanted
to do to her. She clamped her thighs to restrain the sudden flow of her juices.
Ironic how she’d dreaded the day when she’d turn her body
over to the Master Dom and now couldn’t wait for it to get here.
It wasn’t until she’d carefully freed the thornless stems
from the restraints and transferred the flowers to two glass vases and two
plastic water pitchers that she discovered the instructions and another highly
intimate gift. A set of three. In graduating sizes.
Clearly, her mouth and pussy weren’t the only orifices
Hunter intended to find pleasure in.
Chapter Six
Yanked from sleep by Beethoven’s Fifth,
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