ready, her clitoris ripe for orgasm.
Kai stepped back. “Not yet. Not until I say so. This is where I’m in control. And I control everything here, baby. You’re mine here. Every. Single. Inch.”
He tugged on the rope that ran across her pussy and then let it go. It hit her hard and made her body shake. She swung, her heart swelling as she felt like she was flying.
“Asshole.”
He smiled. “Well, I did tell you to call me anything you liked. Enjoy that today. If you’re going to curse me, I should give you something to curse about. Don’t go anywhere.”
Like she could go anywhere. Like she would go anywhere. She was primed for him.
And already a little subspacey. The feeling of being utterly helpless was starting to make her head float. She sank into the rope. It wasn’t simply rope. It was his rope. Every loop and knot had been tied by him, a loving caress of her Dom. He held her there off the ground, his will and desire feeding her own. She let her head rest back, giving over to whatever her Master had planned for her.
She smelled that ozone scent before she heard the crackling that signaled he’d turned on the violet wand.
Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Her brain frazzled, her body tensing and waiting for the first feel of fire on her flesh. And she giggled because damn this was going to be fun.
“Did you think at all when you ran away this morning?” His voice had gone deep.
When she looked up at him, he’d taken off his shirt and boots and was standing there looking so fucking sexy with his hair still pulled back and his glasses on. Even when he was intellectual Kai, the Dom simmered underneath. He held the violet wand in one hand, the apparatus so seemingly innocent.
He’d fastened the flathead to the wand and when he flicked the switch, the glass addition glowed with a lovely purple light. And it made the evilest sound.
“I wasn’t running away. I was going home. I’d had a long night. Erin talks in her sleep.” And apparently had some hot dreams. Dreams that ended with her calling out Theo’s name. But when they’d woken up, Erin had been calm and collected again. She’d thanked Kori and Sarah for cooking breakfast because her house had become op central once Andrew Lawless had shown up.
It had been surprisingly easy to slip away. Of course, it had likely been easy because the Doms thought she was smart enough not to run. She’d totally proven them wrong.
“I believe you were told not to go anywhere without an escort,” Kai said forbiddingly.
“I had Sarah.”
“Ah, yes. Big Tag told me you would likely make that argument.” The violet wand cracked and he touched it to the sole of her foot.
He wasn’t playing around. She screamed out, her body tensing as the electricity fucked with her system. Violet wands had settings. The pain could go anywhere from a pleasant whisper along her skin to the feeling of a knife cutting through her. Kai was way closer to the knife than the butterfly.
Tears pierced her eyes as Kai pulled the wand away.
“Sarah is not a proper escort unless she’s some kind of super secret spy. Is Sarah an undercover spy? Has she had years of training I don’t know about? Can she defend you from a killer?”
Sarah was hell on heels when it came to taking care of sick patients, putting arrogant docs in their places, and being super bratty to Doms. And the woman could do Disneyland in four-inch heels, a classic vintage dress, full pinup makeup, and never sweat or complain once on Dapper Days, but she wasn’t so great with killers. Still, she felt the need to defend her bestie. “Hey, she managed to not die today.”
He growled, a low sexy sound that was immediately drowned out by her howl as he tortured her other foot. He stared down at her, watching her every expression so she gave it all to him. She squirmed and pleaded and watched his dick get super hard. It was tenting the slacks he wore admirably.
He flicked the wand off and moved to her right side. “That is not a proper response and she’s only alive because Jared and I figured out what was happening. You were told by a Dom I trust to stay put. Don’t you fucking argue with me. You knew damn well Sarah wasn’t an escort. This was about punishing