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Once I’d gone back and selected no for everything else, I decided to add an extra column. I titled it NEED CLARIFICATION. I then proceeded down the list, deciding I would mark off anything I refused to do first. I knew without a doubt that I wasn’t interested in anything that had to do with blood play, like needles, cutting, or the like. So not my thing. Nor was I interested in golden showers or scat play. Yuck.
I found that I didn’t know what a lot of things were, but there were many that seemed self-explanatory. Role playing, biting, phone sex, voyeurism, being recorded, and the list went on. Although some of those things made me a little nervous, I decided if it wasn’t going to cause physical pain, I could likely endure it. Although humiliation and objectification didn’t sound fun, at least I figured I would survive.
It all boiled down to how much I trusted my bosses. Many of these things I would’ve said no to immediately had I not spent the past two months getting to know them. Trust was a huge factor in how I would answer.
I had no idea how long it took for me to fill it out, but when I looked up, I found Master standing at the kitchen island watching me. At some point, he’d ditched the wine and made himself a glass of scotch.
“I’m finished.”
“Go through it again,” he instructed. “For every single one, I want you to answer as though you hadn’t already. If your second answer is different from your first, select maybe or curious.”
“Yes, Master.”
I went through the list again. I found myself changing my answer for several things, including ice play, being recorded, and pussy worship. Up to this point in my life, I had not been with a woman, but…should the situation require it, I was definitely curious. I also changed my answer regarding triple penetration, which I took to mean multiple cocks in the same hole, which, honestly, I wasn’t even sure was possible. I had originally selected maybe for those and changed my answer to curious. However, I did not add any additional hard limits and I didn’t waver on anything I’d said yes, absolutely to.
This time, when I looked up, Master was not in the kitchen. I got up, taking the stack of papers with me, and headed toward the living room.
I took a moment to admire the apartment. It was significantly larger than mine and had high-end everything. From the travertine floors to the brushed-nickel fixtures, it was relatively modern in style, although there was a rustic twist. The floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked downtown and the view at night was stunning.
“Did you finish?”
I turned away from the window to see Master coming into the room from down the hallway.
“I did.”
“Bring it to me.”
I stepped around the large area rug and the glass coffee table, taking the papers to him.
He took them and set them on a chair before turning back to me.
When Master cupped my face gently, I stared up into his eyes, my heart swelling inside my chest. I had no idea what it was about this man that called to me on a very base level, but it did. I’d never felt this way for anyone in my life. I’d go so far as to say I’d never even thought I would.
“Thank you for trusting me,” Master whispered softly.
His hands slid down to my neck as he leaned in, his lips finding mine. I sighed as he kissed me. It was gentle yet intense at the same time. As though something was passing between us. Maybe it was, I wasn’t sure. Whatever the feeling, I liked it. A lot.
When he pulled back, Master once again peered down into my eyes. “As much as I want to fuck you right now, I think your pussy has had enough for one day.”
His words alone made my pussy clench. But he was right. Between the demonstration and Landon’s rough but exquisite treatment, I was sore.
Master brushed his thumb over my bottom lip. “However, I’m gonna take you home and I’m gonna partake of your lovely mouth before I leave you there to get a good night’s rest.”
My voice came out raspy when I said, “I would like that, Master. Very much.”
Forty-Two
MONDAY MORNING ROLLED AROUND AND excitement had been fizzing in my veins from the second I opened my eyes. Needless to say, the snooze button was not necessary this morning. Today was the first day of our four-day quarterly meeting, and I was bound and determined to make this the absolute best meeting they’d had in the history of the company.
I arrived at the office half an hour early, wanting to ensure everything was set up. Since most of the managers would be flying in first thing this morning, I had scheduled for them all to come to the office for a catered brunch. The afternoon sessions would be held at the convention center, along with all sessions after that.
