Free Hold My Hand by Paloma Beck

at the intimacy, knowing I
couldn’t pull away and honestly, no longer sure I’d want to if I
could.
    Sitting back up, William
pierced me with his gaze. “You may have limits we’ve not discussed.
Here now is your chance. I need to know of any definitive limits
you might’ve thought of overnight.”
    “Yes sir.”
    “For this conversation,
you’re free to ask questions. Do you understand?”
    “Yes sir.”
    “Good. Now I’d enjoy
restraining you with rope. Would you like that?”
    I swallowed and
averted my gaze from him. Immediately his palm came down on my
bottom and the burning between my legs grew. I couldn’t believe I
was so turned on. I felt ashamed. How could he desire me when I was
clearly a deviant?
    “Aubrey, don’t shy away from
me. No hiding. We’ve already agreed we share similar needs and can
provide for one another. There’s no need for embarrassment,”
William assured me. Yet I was still not feeling so assured.
    “Yes sir.”
    “Restraints? Rope?” William
reminded me what we were discussing. I nodded my head and received
another slap to my bottom.
    “Oh God,” I cried out. This
slap was harder than the other slaps he’d given me before and I
took a few minutes to regulate my breaths and open my eyes.
    “I’ll continue to make them
harsher as you continue to be disagreeable. Now, we’re having a
nice conversation. You’re to answer my questions without me
repeating. Understand?”
    “ Yes sir. Rope is
fine,” I replied. While I wished I could say more, I bit on my
lower lip and chewed with my teeth.
    “What are you thinking?”
    “Um… I was remembering the
images of chains from the internet,” I managed to squeak out. His
grin reassured me he’s not upset.
    “I don’t like chains. I’ve
told you before. I prefer softer fibers and fabrics. No leather for
you. No chains or shackles. Likely no metal at all.” As he
finished, he stroked my cheek, “Sweet, sweet Aubrey. That was brave
of you to tell me so honestly what you were thinking.”
    “Thank you, sir,” I returned
his smile and some of my anxiety melted away at his encouragement.
I’d never felt as cherished as I had in the short time I’d been
with William.
    “Confined places? Would it
scare you to be enclosed somewhere?”
    “Enclosed, sir?” I was
certain the fear in my face was apparent. Did I need to state the
obvious?
    “There may be times when I
would choose to use one for discipline.”
    “And I would be locked
away?”
    “Not for long periods of
time. Typically, it would be enough time for you to clear your
head, to focus. And I would never leave you unattended.”
    I swallowed down my fear.
There was a piece of me intrigued by this. “Yes sir. I’d be okay
with that, as long as you were near.”
    “Aubrey, you are pleasing me
with your bravery,” William’s affirmation had me melting. He tucked
his hands around my buttocks again and his long fingers reached the
heat between my legs.
    “We already know that I’ll
take you in your mouth.” William thrust a finger into my pussy.
“And I’ll take your pussy.” He thrust again. “But we haven’t
discussed your ass.” He thrust again into my pussy with his finger
and lightly taps my anus. “Would this be okay with you, sweet
Aubrey?”
    William stroked firmly along
the outer folds of my pussy. I was growing wetter and could now
hear the sound of his finger as it slid through my cream. When he
touched the entrance to my anus, a feeling of desperation rolled
through me at the new sensation. I moaned because now I needed a
firmer stroke. I felt this rush just out of my touch that I was
trying to reach for.
    I had to look away. Another
slap brought me back and I cried out as my eyes found William
again. The determined look he gave me burned inside my belly. I was
tumbling towards something but I couldn’t understand all these new
sensations.
    I licked my lips. “William,
please,” I said. I didn’t even know what I was asking for.
    “Yes,