Free To Love and Obey (Boundaries) by Katy Swann Page A

but more intense. The smell of sex still hung heavily in the air, but there was something else, a smell of fear. Rachel jumped as an anguished scream reached her ears and she turned to see a mean-looking woman dressed head to toe in latex, hitting a man with a stick. Each time the stick made contact with the man’s skin, the sound of electricity buzzed through the air and little sparks actually flew off his body. Rachel shuddered as the man howled and jerked, then quickly looked away.
    On the other side of the room, a woman was strapped to a long table. She was writhing in agony as a large man poured burning hot wax over her nipples. Although there was no doubt that the woman was in a lot of pain, the look of pure ecstasy on her face told her that she loved every minute of it. Rather her than me , she thought with an uncomfortable shudder.
    Adam pulled her leash and she followed him across the room. A large archway led through to a narrow corridor which was lined with rooms, similar to the ones upstairs, each with a theme. They passed a medical room, a prison cell and a school room, all buzzing with activity, until they came to an empty office and Adam stopped.
    “Wait here until I call you to come in,” he said in her ear, then left her to walk over to a large desk by the back wall.
    As she watched him sit down on the office chair, images of their real office sprang to mind, and reminded her that she really was his secretary and he the boss. Whatever he wanted to do to her tonight was clearly something he couldn’t do at the office. She swallowed nervously. Why would he wait until he had her in the dungeon? Was it because she might scream too loudly? F uck .
    She considered turning and getting the hell out of there, but just as she battled with her conscience, she heard Adam’s familiar voice. “Miss Porter, get in here, now .”
    Her legs were trembling so much that she couldn’t move for a moment, but one look at Adam’s impatient face thankfully brought them back to life and she stepped slowly into the realistic looking office.
    “What happened to our lunch today?” he barked, not dissimilar to the way he sometimes spoke at work.
    “I…er…” She didn’t know what to say. Was he talking about what really happened or did he want her to make something up?
    “Speak up, girl,” he shouted, losing patience.
    “Er, sorry. I forgot to confirm the order, Sir,” she stuttered.
    Adam’s face darkened. “Who?”
    Shit . “Sorry, I mean, Master.”
    “You forgot?” he drawled.
    “Yes, Sir… Master.” She wanted to remind him that she’d heroically saved the day, but she had a feeling he wouldn’t be interested in that little detail.
    “Oh dear.” He smiled darkly. “You naughty, naughty girl.” He stood up and walked around the desk to stand in front of her. “On your knees,” he snapped.
    She immediately sank down, her heartbeat quickening as she did so.
    “What happens to naughty girls, Miss Porter?”
    Ohhh shit… She grew weak as desire flared inside her. She hadn’t thought she’d get involved enough with this to get off, but damn it if she wasn’t getting hornier by the second.
    “They get punished, Master,” she said, through a shiver.
    He towered over her, but she kept her eyes lowered as he’d told her to. Shit, what was he going to do?
    “Yes, Miss Porter, they do.” He grabbed her by the hair and yanked it back so she was forced to look up into his face. A deep shudder went through her body again, tightening her stomach muscles and quickening her pulse. There was a dull ache between her legs, an ache that needed to be taken care of, and she unconsciously let her hand wander to the sensitive area.
    Before she could even blink, Adam slapped her hand away and yanked her hair harder. “You will not touch yourself, is that clear?” His voice boomed in her ears, angry and authoritative.
    “Yes, Master.” Her voice came out as a whimper, and the ache became stronger.
    “Get up,”