Free DangerousLust by Lila Dubois Page B

the bed, I covered my face with my
hands. What was I doing?
    The video chat screen was blinking. I clicked over to see
that I’d missed three messages from Master Clay.
    Leona, remove the clamps.
    Leona, are you there?
    Leona.
    I winced and scrambled to reply. I’m sorry, Master Clay.
    Enjoying working on your essay?
    That was an odd question, but I replied yes .
    Move the camera and show me as you take off the clamps. I
want to see your face as you do so.
    I sat up to grab the camera, then lay back and held the
camera up with one hand. I undid the first clamp. The blood returned to my
nipple and pain flooded me. I winced and swallowed a yelp. I tried to think of
something sexy, remembering what Master Clay had said about arousal making the
pain more like pleasure. I imagined Master Clay’s fingers and Brad lips on my
nipples. Holding on to those images, I removed the second clamp. When it was
off I opened my eyes.
    Lovely, Leona. You will leave them off for twenty
minutes, then reapply them for the last ten.
    Yes, Master Clay.
    Put the camera back where it was.
    Positioning the camera between my legs once more, I picked
up my essay notes, but I couldn’t focus and grabbed my phone instead. There was
a message from Brad.
    Careful what you ask for.
    I looked at my laptop, where the image of my own pussy and
ass was on screen.
    Maybe you need to be careful.
    I’m not afraid of complicated.
    How do you know I’m complicated?
    Did you forget? I’m a ninja.
    I smiled, thoroughly enjoying myself. I don’t think you
mean ninja.
    What do I mean?
    Ladies’ man?
    Me? No.
    Then how do you know about complicated girls?
    I’m a complicated guy.
    Oh yeah? You seem like more of a good guy to me.
    Complicated is good.
    I doubted Brad had any idea how complicated I really was.
Normal girls would be ecstatic to be flirting with someone like Brad. He
deserved better than a crazy person like me, who was texting him while
simultaneously submitting sexually for a Dom. Agreed, but secrets can be
dangerous .
    Are you dangerous, Leo?
    No one had called me Leo since high school and the nickname
made me smile.
    Yep. Very.
    More dangerous than…a ninja?
    I laughed, hugging my phone to my chest. My arms brushed my
bare nipples and little shards of pleasure slithered through me.
    I have an essay to finish.
    Good luck with your homework.
    Thks. See you next week.
    I stuffed my phone under my pillow to stop myself from
texting him again. For the next ten minutes I worked on my essay, my arousal fading
until I clicked over just in time to see Master Clay’s order to reapply the
clamps. I did as he demanded, breathing hard from the sweet pain.
    When time was up I got back on my knees, Master Clay
watching as I pulled the plug free and removed the clamps.
    Very good, Leona. I’d like you to join me tomorrow
evening.
    I have my internship until 4pm, Master.
    Very well. I will have the car pick you up from there.
    I bit my lip, wondering if that was a good idea, but I’d
already told him where I interned.
    Thank you, Master Clay.
    I will see you tomorrow, Leona.
    I realized he was about to sign out. Master Clay?
    Yes?
    May I come?
    No, Leona. You will wait until tomorrow.
    That’s what I’d expected but I groaned.
    Good night, Leona.
    Good night, Master Clay.
    Unplugging the camera, I sat up. With a sigh I put on my
thickest PJs to stop myself from giving in to the urge to play with myself. I
finished working on my essay and submitted it online, well ahead of the 10:00
a.m. deadline. I crawled into bed and lay there thinking about Master Clay and
Brad. When my roommate came home, drunk and all dressed up from the formal, I
thought about asking her what I should do. Was it okay to keep flirting with
the cute guy because flirting with him made me happy? Or did it make me a bitch
because I knew I wasn’t going to sleep with him, since I was involved with
Master Clay?
    I couldn’t ask her any of this, so I pretended to be asleep
as she got into bed,