Page 141 of Masters of Pleasure
Make her feel as if she wasn’t the most important person to him.The most trusted.The one she could lean on.
She’d denied him that because he was her boss as well as her boyfriend.That wasn’t fair and something they’d have to work out at a later time.
Although right now, Nick was doing a fantastic job of putting the two together.
Damn him.
“Time for the paddle.”
Avery squeaked in dismay and gripped the spanking bench tighter, hugging it with her whole body, not just her fingers.Paddle?!On her already chastised cheeks?
This really was a punishment, yet the arousal still sizzled through her.Her body’s reactions were so messed up.
No, they’re not.They’re just how you react, and once you accept that, this whole relationship thing will probably be a lot easier.
Eek.Okay, yeah.She had some internal work to do on herself, too.
If she hadn’t felt such a keen sense of shame yesterday, she probably would have answered Nick’s calls.She’d been ashamed both as an employee and a woman, which had as much to do with how she felt about herself as with what Chad had said.
That wasn’t something she wanted to continue.
“I’m so sorry, Sir.I realized… I think the reason yesterday was so hard is there’s a part of me that feels what Chad said is true.Not about how I got my job, but the way he said it… I know I’m a submissive, but sometimes, I feel ashamed of that, too.Like there’s something wrong with me because I am.”Saying it was hard, so very hard, but the moment the words were out of her mouth, intense relief swept through her.
Nick
Holy shit.
Nick dropped the paddle to the ground, making Avery jump and nearly fall off the bench, but it was okay because he was there to catch her.Not just catch her, but pull her to her feet, so he could see her face.Her beautiful, tear-stained face with her wide hazel eyes, red nose, and parted lips.Feeling her naked skin against him, her breasts pressing into his stomach, made his dick throb, but he ignored it.
“Me, too.”Rather than understanding, he saw confusion, and he cleared his throat.“I mean, I feel ashamed, too.Like there’s something wrong with me because of how much I enjoy spanking you and how much farther I want to go.”
“There’s nothing wrong with you,” she said, a stubborn expression sliding over her face.
Nick raised his eyebrows at her.If there was nothing wrong with him, the one actually doing the spankings and other painful things, there was nothing wrong with her.She narrowed her eyes back at him.
“It’s different.”
“How so?”he challenged.“You’re ashamed because you enjoy receiving pain, but that’s as physiological as it is psychological.What does it say about my psychology that I enjoy causing it?That I like to hear you cry out, that right now I can look down and see your tears, and my dick is hard as a rock because I know I caused them.”
Staring up at him, Avery bit down on her lower lip, trying to think of a way to argue with him.Ha.Good luck with that.He was right, and he knew it.
“Okay.”She wrinkled her nose.“Well, it sounds bad when you put it like that, but I feel like I’m betraying the sisterhood and setting back feminism because I like to be spanked and submit to a man.Society sets us up to believe men are supposed to be dominant and taking charge of a woman is natural.”
“Maybe it once did, but now, as a good man, I want to support women and feminism and your right to do whatever the hell you want to do, not boss you around and spank you, definitely not enjoy it,” he countered.“And that’safterI got past the idea a spanking is different from beating you.”
It felt damn good to get this out in the open.He hadn’t realized Avery had her own doubts about kink and her preferences.He’d felt as though he was playing catchup this whole time, trying to make himself into what he thought she wanted, and at the same time, make sure she didn’t see his insecurities.
Knowing she wasn’t as comfortable in her skin as she’d appeared, knowing she had the same doubts—though from the opposite side of things—made him feel so much better.Even though the other new Doms in the class were struggling with some of the same things, that was different from knowing his partner felt that way.Especially since he’d assumed Avery was all in, with none of the apprehension he’d felt about what they were doing.
They were more on the same page than he’d known.
“You are supporting me in doing whatever I want because I’m the one telling you I want to be spanked!”
“And there’s nothing wrong with that, just like there’s nothing wrong with me for enjoying it.”For the first time, he really believed it.
Who cared what society said they were supposed to like and what they were supposed to do?Fuck Chad and the others in the world who would judge them for what they wanted to do.
They weren’t hurting anyone—well, other than Avery and only because she liked it.Everything was consensual, which was the most important part.He was giving her what she liked, what she wanted and needed, which matched perfectly with what he liked, wanted, and needed.
