Aiden shook his head slowly as he looked around my room of kinky deliciousness. He scanned everything quickly then his eyes settled on the thing I’d hoped they would.
My favorite thing. The thing that intimidated most others. “What’s that?” he asked with a crooked smile.
“That is a torture wheel.” I walked over to the eight-foot steel circle and explained. “These here,” I pointed to the two-inch metal rings attached to the wheel at eleven and two o’clock, “are to attach cuffs or rope or whatever you’d like to tie my hands with. And these down here,” I pointed to the ones at four and seven o’clock, “are for my legs.” It didn’t take long for Aiden to put together the geometry. Tying me up at those points would put me in a spread eagle position—one of the most vulnerable positions there was.
Aiden sighed a big, shuddering sigh that shook his shoulders and made his eyes close. “Take off your clothes,” he said while shrugging out of his jacket.
“Do you want me to show you the rest of—”
“Take off your clothes, Belle,” he commanded, voice low and strong.
“Yes, Master,” I said and happily did what I was told. While I unlaced my corset Aiden busied himself by carefully making his way around my room, examining toys, testing out rope, cracking floggers and paddles against his own skin. I smiled to myself. Every good Dom should know what a toy feels like before they use it, and Aiden instinctively knew that.
Once he’d tried everything on display in the room, he went back to the rope section and chose a black cotton rope. It was my favorite rope, the soft, strong fibers didn’t tug or scrape my skin and it was long enough to do interesting knots and suspension play.
“Why aren’t you undressed, Belle?” he asked softly, firmly, in a Dom voice so sexy all the blood in my body rushed to my pussy.
The slightest whimper caught in my throat as the sweet, heavy feeling in my nether region grew unbearable. “I’m sorry, Master.” I bowed my head to him and hurried to get the rest of my laces undone.
“Leave it,” he whispered and was suddenly towering over me, looking at me with those intense eyes. “If you can’t manage I’ll do it myself.”
Oh. My. God. His tone, the subtle power in his words, the dark look in his eyes, it made me lightheaded with desire. My hands fell away from the laces, hanging limp at my sides. I wouldn’t do anything until he told me.
Aiden walked the Dom line with exquisite perfection.
He stepped back and took off his shirt and tie, letting them fall to the ground in a heap. He was even bigger than I thought. Muscled and broad and fuck I wanted to touch him but I wouldn’t move unless he said so. He took off his pants and my knees went wobbly. The perfect V of his torso, the low ride of his massively tented boxer-briefs that showed off the heavenly ridge where oblique ends and hip begins.
If he had told me to come I would have exploded for him right there. I could have just at his words
I finally raised my gaze to Aiden’s dark, smiling eyes. “Am I to your liking, Belle?”
I shuddered at his tone before I could answer and only managed to do so with a trembly voice. “You are absolute perfection, Master.”
He smiled and came toward me. Aiden unlaced my corset the rest of the way and gently removed it. Then he took his time with my garters, slowly unhooking them and painstakingly rolling down each stocking to my ankles. He slipped each one off my foot and then slid the garter belt off my hips. He stepped back to look at me in only my black lace panties.
I bowed my head as his eyes drank me in. “Look at me, Belle,” he commanded quietly. I whimpered when I saw his expression, pure rapt delight as he eyed each curve and swell of my body.
“Take off your panties.” My movements were slow, thoughts hazy with hormones and the sub space he was so adept at manipulating. “Now, Belle,” he said with a sharpness in his tone that zinged right through me, raising gooseflesh on my skin and bringing a deep throb to my pussy.
“Yes, Master.” I yanked my underwear down and stood before the best Dom I’d ever been with, probably the best Dom to ever exist, nude and totally vulnerable. Completely beholden to his will.
It was absolute ecstasy.
Chapter Ten
Aiden
She was everything I thought didn’t exist. Everything I wanted and so much more. As much as I wanted to fuck her tight, perfect pussy right then, I’d force myself to take my time. I wanted this to last. She’d broken the curse that hung over me for so long, one that I thought I was stuck with for all eternity. I would repay her properly.
“Step into the circle, Belle,” I whispered, uncoiling the rope. “That’s it.” I looped the rope around her arm, threaded it through the smaller ring, and secured it tightly with a box knot. I did the same for the other arm and her legs. When I finished I stepped back to admire my work. “Fuck, Belle, you look exquisite spread out like that.” I paced all the way around the contraption, getting a look at her from every angle. That’s when I noticed the bolts on the outsides of the circle weren’t stationary. They were affixed to a rotating plate—meaning the whole unit moved back and forth. I could lay her out if I wanted.
I’d save that for later. I didn’t want to get too overwhelmed with options, but it was a nice feature that I’d definitely remember.
With just my fingertips I started on the underside of her arms, lightly following the curves down the side of her body all the way to her calves. I picked up a toy labeled “The Violet Wand” and dragged it across her skin without turning it on.
Of the toys I tested, this offered the most range in sensation—a light electric hum to a sharp, painful shock. The thin wand wasn’t meant for inserting but to hover over the skin and deliver electro-static shocks of various intensities. I couldn’t wait to see how she would react to it.
“Are you comfortable?” I asked.