Nobody's Lost (Rescue Me Saga #5)(41)

He reached out and pinched them, and she gasped, not expecting such intimate contact so soon.

“Your breasts are beautiful.”

Should she answer him? It really wasn’t a question or command.

“How would you feel about baring them for me?”

Her stomach flip-flopped. “I…I would like that, Sir.”

“Remove your tank top.”

She brought her hands forward, not expecting them to be so stiff. How long had she been in this position? Not wanting to disappoint him, though, she grabbed the hem of her shirt and lifted it over her head. Her shirt having the bra cups sewn in, she was bared to him in one fell swoop. The cool air brushed over her skin, and her nipples bunched even tighter.

Once again, he reached out, brushing his knuckles over her bared peaks. “Very nice. I’d like to clamp them. Would that be a limit for you?”

“I’m not sure what my limits are yet. I haven’t tried anything. I don’t think I like whips or knives.” Would he have thought of using his lethal-looking knife on her if she hadn’t put that on her list of limits? She shuddered. “Needles would be out of the question. I can’t even stand getting shots or having blood drawn.”

“What else would be your limit? Would you enjoy being spanked bare bottom?”

Not even her parents had spanked her. “I’m not sure. But I could try, and if it’s a problem, I’ll just say scarlet.”

“Good girl. You remembered your safeword to stop. You also can have a word to tell me you need to slow down. Yellow is common. It’s easy to remember from traffic signals. Any time you use scarlet or yellow, we’ll stop and discuss what you’re experiencing and how to proceed—or not.”

“Okay.”

“Aren’t you forgetting something?”

She didn’t think so. Scarlet to stop everything. Yellow to slow down. Oh, crap!

“Sir! I keep forgetting.”

He laughed, letting her know he wasn’t annoyed. “You’re actually doing better than most newbie subs would.”

Without warning, he took her nipples between his index and middle fingers and squeezed harder than before. This time, he pulled her toward him by her nipples. She tried to hold her position until the pain became too much, and she leaned forward to ease the tension.

“Did I give you permission to move?”

“No, but it hurt.”

“Why didn’t you use one of your safewords?”

“To be honest, I didn’t think about them in the moment.”

He stood up and walked away, and she thought he was going to end their session. She wanted to plead with him to give her another chance, but didn’t want to appear whiny, either.

Soon he returned carrying two spring clothespins. “We’ll have to work on getting you to think about using them rather than disobeying my command.”

She had no clue how the clothespins were going to help, but at least he was willing to work with her even after she messed up. “I’ll try to do better, Sir.”

“Thank you. Why don’t we test your pain limits? It will help me to know how far to take you.”

“Sure.”

“Is that how you address your Top?”

“Oh, sorry. I mean, yes, Sir.”

“Good girl.” He reached out and clamped a clothespin onto her already sensitive nipple. The pressure surprised her, but didn’t hurt after the first pinch.

“Does that hurt?”

“No. Well, at first. Now it feels…kind of nice, Sir.”

“Thank you for your honesty.”

He placed a clothespin on her right nipple, and it grew more swollen. The pressure made them pinch even more, but she tried to smile through the pain. She wanted to please him and not wimp out.

When he reached out and pinched both clothespins harder on her nipples, she bit her lip. Holding them so they wouldn’t slip off, he pulled her nipples toward him.

Ow-ow-ow!

He continued to torture her nipples until tears rolled down her face. “Yellow!”

“I wasn’t sure you would ever give in. Why did you go beyond your obvious limits?”

“I…wanted to be a good submissive, Sir.”

“Don’t ignore your body’s limits. That will please me more.”

Crap. She’d messed up.

“Stand.”

He held out his hand to help her to her feet and wrapped his arm around her until he was certain she was steady.

“Thank you, Sir.”

“It’s a Dom’s job to take care of his submissive’s needs.”

“Well, I appreciate it.” She smiled at him.

He walked toward the bed again and came back to stand behind her. His lips were close to her ear when he whispered, “How do you feel about blindfolds?”

A frisson of electricity ran down her spine at his nearness. “I don’t have a problem with my sleep mask.”

“How about when you aren’t in control of when it goes on or comes off?”

“Well, you blindfolded me on our hike this afternoon with your hands, and I found that…exciting.”

“Interesting.” Without another word, he placed a cloth over her eyes. It seemed to have an elastic band like her sleep mask, but then he took a scarf or tie or something and placed that over the first blindfold. He really didn’t want her to see anything!