currently
resided in the lap of luxury, maintained an ulterior motive when grooming her
for success. They’d benefitted from the spoils of her labor.
“Raise your head,” Jacob said, having returned to the bed.
She did, engrossed in the horror of what she’d face in a few
days. It wasn’t until he placed a thick cloth over her eyes that she paid
attention. She reached for the blindfold.
“We’ve got a large distance to cover in a short period of
time, Sage.” He caught her wrists and placed her hands against her belly.
“You’ve too many things on your mind to concentrate on our journey. I’ll help
you.”
“By blindfolding me?”
“Yes,” he replied, tying the knot at the back of her head.
“I don’t—”
“Your opinion wasn’t requested.”
The fear she’d experienced earlier burned away with
something better, easier to tolerate. Anger heated her insides.
“And to help you remember that,” he said, placing a cloth
over her lips, “you’ll be gagged as well. Open your mouth.”
Did she have a choice? When she parted her lips to question
him, he slipped the thick material between her teeth. He lifted her head and
secured it. She bit down on the gag, trying to fight the urge to swing her
fists.
“Good,” he said, “you’re focused on me now, not what
troubled you a moment ago.”
You’re damned right I’m focused on you.
“This is our second intimacy, Sage.” He stroked her arm and
she flinched. “After feeding a newly acquired meek, a Master should examine her
to fully appreciate every aspect of her body.”
Her stomach dropped and she suddenly needed to go to the
relief area.
“I’ll be gentle and thorough.”
“Mmm, mmmm!”
“You’ll relax and allow my exploration or I’ll tie you down.
Understand?”
She trembled as her skin practically shriveled. The last
examination she’d endured had involved a meditech android and a room devoid of
people. It wasn’t that she was shy. She couldn’t care less who saw her naked.
The whole “examining” thing was what rattled her.
He stroked her arm repeatedly, deeply massaging her strained
muscles. She released a quivering breath, glad he hadn’t begun his
investigation with her breasts or other personal places.
“You work to maintain your muscle tone,” he commented.
Every day, three times a day.
“I’m glad you take care of yourself. Not all beings do.” He
massaged the palm of her hand, paying particular attention to each finger. “You
don’t typically worry in your everyday life.”
How could he assume that from studying her hand?
“You don’t bite your nails or the skin beside them. You also
don’t have wrinkles on your face where worry lines might surface. I could’ve
assumed you spend a great deal of time on your appearance and had the wrinkles
treated. You don’t strike me as a vain woman, though.”
Warmth and wetness stroked her index finger. He’d taken it
into his mouth! He ran his tongue over it slowly, deliberately as he sucked.
He released her finger and said, “A kiss, that’s all.”
“Uh-uh,” she managed to utter through the gag, telling him
in the only way she could she didn’t agree with his statement. She’d been
kissed and what he’d done couldn’t be considered kissing.
“It’s my form of kissing. What good is rubbing your lips
over something? For adolescents, it’s a beginning. We’re adults. We’re beyond
so simple a method of foreplay.”
She drew a shaky breath and tried to calm herself despite
the growing knots forming in her stomach. As he explored her other arm and
hand, lavishing it with the same careful massage, she found herself relaxing.
“I would usually explore your mouth next. I’ll have to forgo
that until later. Let me have a look at your neck.” He stroked from under her
chin down to her collarbone. “You’re so tense. I’ll ease those muscles once I
turn you over.”
She’d rather lie on her back. The last few times she’d been
turned to
resided in the lap of luxury, maintained an ulterior motive when grooming her
for success. They’d benefitted from the spoils of her labor.
“Raise your head,” Jacob said, having returned to the bed.
She did, engrossed in the horror of what she’d face in a few
days. It wasn’t until he placed a thick cloth over her eyes that she paid
attention. She reached for the blindfold.
“We’ve got a large distance to cover in a short period of
time, Sage.” He caught her wrists and placed her hands against her belly.
“You’ve too many things on your mind to concentrate on our journey. I’ll help
you.”
“By blindfolding me?”
“Yes,” he replied, tying the knot at the back of her head.
“I don’t—”
“Your opinion wasn’t requested.”
The fear she’d experienced earlier burned away with
something better, easier to tolerate. Anger heated her insides.
“And to help you remember that,” he said, placing a cloth
over her lips, “you’ll be gagged as well. Open your mouth.”
Did she have a choice? When she parted her lips to question
him, he slipped the thick material between her teeth. He lifted her head and
secured it. She bit down on the gag, trying to fight the urge to swing her
fists.
“Good,” he said, “you’re focused on me now, not what
troubled you a moment ago.”
You’re damned right I’m focused on you.
“This is our second intimacy, Sage.” He stroked her arm and
she flinched. “After feeding a newly acquired meek, a Master should examine her
to fully appreciate every aspect of her body.”
Her stomach dropped and she suddenly needed to go to the
relief area.
“I’ll be gentle and thorough.”
“Mmm, mmmm!”
“You’ll relax and allow my exploration or I’ll tie you down.
Understand?”
She trembled as her skin practically shriveled. The last
examination she’d endured had involved a meditech android and a room devoid of
people. It wasn’t that she was shy. She couldn’t care less who saw her naked.
The whole “examining” thing was what rattled her.
He stroked her arm repeatedly, deeply massaging her strained
muscles. She released a quivering breath, glad he hadn’t begun his
investigation with her breasts or other personal places.
“You work to maintain your muscle tone,” he commented.
Every day, three times a day.
“I’m glad you take care of yourself. Not all beings do.” He
massaged the palm of her hand, paying particular attention to each finger. “You
don’t typically worry in your everyday life.”
How could he assume that from studying her hand?
“You don’t bite your nails or the skin beside them. You also
don’t have wrinkles on your face where worry lines might surface. I could’ve
assumed you spend a great deal of time on your appearance and had the wrinkles
treated. You don’t strike me as a vain woman, though.”
Warmth and wetness stroked her index finger. He’d taken it
into his mouth! He ran his tongue over it slowly, deliberately as he sucked.
He released her finger and said, “A kiss, that’s all.”
“Uh-uh,” she managed to utter through the gag, telling him
in the only way she could she didn’t agree with his statement. She’d been
kissed and what he’d done couldn’t be considered kissing.
“It’s my form of kissing. What good is rubbing your lips
over something? For adolescents, it’s a beginning. We’re adults. We’re beyond
so simple a method of foreplay.”
She drew a shaky breath and tried to calm herself despite
the growing knots forming in her stomach. As he explored her other arm and
hand, lavishing it with the same careful massage, she found herself relaxing.
“I would usually explore your mouth next. I’ll have to forgo
that until later. Let me have a look at your neck.” He stroked from under her
chin down to her collarbone. “You’re so tense. I’ll ease those muscles once I
turn you over.”
She’d rather lie on her back. The last few times she’d been
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