Diana Hunter :: Bound by Desire. Freed by Love.

Hooking a finger through the ring on the front of the collar, Phillip didn't say another word, only gently pulled her toward the dungeon room. Her heart pounding, Sarah followed eagerly, anxious yet excited at the same time. How would he use her tonight?

He motioned for her to stay in the doorway while he went in and arranged some items. She loved the way all the big pieces were covered in blue velvet, hiding their nefarious purposes, much as she hid her true nature under the everyday clothes she wore. Smiling, she realized she was very much like this room &rather plain-looking on the outside, yet such delightful secrets hidden inside. Just like her. What secrets would Phillip uncover tonight?

The autumn twilight faded quickly, filling the room with long shadows. The room's only window faced east and Sarah knew how cheerful it looked in the mornings. Now, however, as Phillip lit a small candelabrum filled with little white candles, cheerful was not an adjective she'd use. Romantic worked. So did erotic and sexy.

Jarred candles were placed around the room and Phillip lit each of those in turn as well. Only when the place was ablaze with light did he put down the lighter and turn toward where she still stood in the doorway. He held out his hand in a gesture that could not be denied.

Sarah stepped forward, trying not to look too eager and placed her hand in his. He led her to the center of the room, then stepped back to examine her. Sarah saw hunger in his eyes, mixed with something else too. Something calculating. He definitely had a plan up his sleeve tonight. The thought gave her a splendid chill.

"You need something to keep you warm, slave."

Sarah nodded, her hands at her side, loving how his voice deepened as he too, settled into his role. Would he warm her skin with the deerskin flogger tonight? Or maybe the paddle? She glanced over at the table against the far wall but the blue covering prevented her from seeing the wonderful implements she knew he kept there.

"First, however, you need binding."

He turned back a corner of the blue velvet and picked up a small coil of white cotton clothesline. Keep your hands at your sides, my slave.

Sarah did as she was told as Phillip threaded the rope through the rings of her wrist cuffs and pulled her arms close to her body. Winding the rope tightly around her belly, he tied it off in the back. Wiggle, he commanded her.

Obediently, she tried to pull her hands out of the ropes. She could bend over and thence bend her arms but she could not get them free. After a few minutes, she straightened and stilled, her shoulder-length hair falling into her face.

"Hmm . . . we'll have to do something about that."

Phillip left Sarah standing in the middle of the room and she remembered the first time he'd left her alone while bound. Then she'd been locked in a cage and her thoughts had gotten the better of her. Tonight, however, she could hear him rummaging around for something in the bedroom. He was back in a matter of minutes with an elastic hair band.

"I want your hair out of the way tonight. Kneel."

With her hands bound to her sides, her kneeling wasn't nearly as graceful as she'd practiced. Phillip's hand steadied her and when she was down, he gathered her hair and pulled it into a ponytail near the top of her head. Once it was up, he pulled on the tail a few times, turning her head this way and that.

"I like this, slave." She could hear the grin in his voice, even though his hand on her hair prevented her from looking up at him. "You have lost control even of your head."

Her lips parted as he pulled her hair backward, forcing her to look up at him and she knew her pussy dampened.

"Completely at my mercy." He came around to the front of her, bending and steadying her as he pulled her to her feet. Once she was standing, his hand went again to her ponytail, taking control of her head. Using his other hand, he caressed the length of her exposed neck, putting his fingers around her throat and gently squeezing. Sarah swallowed hard against the sudden pressure. Her pussy flooded as she realized Phillip completely controlled her in everything even her ability to draw a breath.

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