On Becoming His by Benjamin T. Russell, Cassandre Dayne Page B

ways of helping her question her needs, her concerns. There would be a safe word but in time he hoped she wouldn’t feel the need to use it for any aspect of what they were sharing. Safe word. She knew about them in the traditional sense of BDSM but for this? Well, Luke certainly wanted her to feel like she had options.
    When she finally read through his contract to her more than once, she realized she was stalling. Jessie sighed and op ened the second one as she fingered the screen and exhaled slowly. The first few rules were simply about her taking better care of herself and about her needing to learn more patience. The last three were the ones he stated very clearly would not be challenged. Swallowing hard, she brushed her finger across the seam of her mouth as she read the three passages and then read them again and again.
    1.) No open, public displays of disrespect or willfulness.
    2.) Never force me to say 'Stop' more than once. The punishment for breaking this rule is extreme if it happens in public.
    3.) There will be times when I "ask" you to do something, you may question or challenge a mere request. However, when I tell you to do something, my direct orders are not to be challenged. If you aren't sure if it's a request or an order, you may inquire. If you are fearful that my order may cause you or us harm, physically, emotionally or in some other way, you may use the safe word to let me know that you are troubled by my order. In the end, if I still tell you to do something and you refuse - the consequences will be harsh.
    “Fuck!” It wasn’t about the rules but about the knowledge he was right about so many things. Hell, she was so damn willful still. The thought gave her a series of shivers. “Whew.” Swaying back and forth, she re read them again before hitting print. Jessie tipped her head back , laughing and then cringing and slapped her hand over her mouth as she felt her pussy muscles clench. Hell yeah she was turned on as hell. This was only part of her being , her wants and yet every aspect of her mind and soul wrapped around his words, drawing them in.
    She sat quietly for several minutes, sipping her drink and continuing to admit to herself aspects about her needs. From the way he placed his hand on the back of her neck when the were out in public, possessive yet loving, to the way he whispered in her hair when she was close to disappointing him, she had to smile. Luke was certainly formidable in his wants and needs. There was no question about her obeying him and as she finally was ready to face so many aspects of her new life, she rose to her feet and threw her head back in near defiance.
    Jessie spent a full hour in the kitchen getting every aspect of dinner as ready as possible including setting the table. As she made her second drink she turned on another Nickelback CD and danced around the living room in her bare feet for a few minutes simply calming her nerves. The alcohol in this sense was very good for her system.
    Walking into the bathroom, she flipped on the light and glanced at the shower. No, this afternoon she was going to take a long bath and get ready for her new life. Turning on the faucet, she made sure the water temperature was just right before going into her bedroom. She laid out the dress carefully , scrutinizing every detail . Smiling, she tilt ed her head as she smoothed her hand down the soft material. This and her heels was the only thing she’d be wearing. He never wanted her to wear panties in the house and the majority of the time when they were out together. Nibbling her bottom lip, she thought about her recent purchase, weighing the odds of being a bad girl. The no panty rule seemed to be the one she was leaning toward, no matter how much she continued to want to tease him. There was no doubt she honestly hoped this rule would remain. Was it on the list? Chuckling softly, she couldn’t remember.
    Grabbing her favorite bottle of bath beads, she poured a capful and