Free Subfrenzy (the Subfrenzied Series) by Kimberlee Jane Page B

Quinn looked, asking. “He liked pushing me so I'd give in and use my safeword. After I felt sure about my endurance for pain, I wanted someone who would do more than just inflict it.”
    He looked down at my ankle again and his eyebrow rose slowly. “That was your Intro to s/m? You didn't think to start with scarves, or, I don't know,... something lighter?”
    “ I didn't feel that it would be as exciting. Had that opportunity come first, I... I'm not sure I would submit. I'd need to know he was capable of giving me pain first.”
    “ You know what kind of submissive you are. I like that a lot.”
    “ ... but I don't. That's what I'm trying to find out. All I know is what kind of dominance I can submit for.”
    “ Your Top released you as his submissive?” He smiled in a way I didn't understand. “Why would he do that?”
    “ I asked him to. He agreed that I should find someone more compatible.”
    “ You handled that very rationally.”
    “ I don't want to regret the things I do as a submissive.”
    “ You're more sure than some-” He paused and sighed slowly. “My last submissive wasn't a real submissive. It was something I should have noticed right away, but I didn't until she started testing my dominance. I t was a bad judgment call on my part.”
    “ What does that mean, she tested you?”
    “ I don't like playing the games she did. It was a power play from beginning to end. That's not what I'm looking for in a submissive. We weren't together for very long.”
    “ I'm sorry.” 
    “ Things got really chaotic when the stock market crashed. People scrambled, panicking, and the business I run took a big hit. I made some bad decisions that year all 'round.”
    “ Do you mind me asking-? Were your other submissives okay?”
    “ As you said, we weren't right for one another, but we didn't part on bad terms. What about after your Top?”
    “ There's no after.”
    “ What?”
    “ I haven't had a Dominant yet, just the Top I had for pain sessions.”
    “ Really.”
    “ Yes...” I replied, suddenly feeling wary.
    “ No reason, I was just curious. I like that you enjoy sex so rough .”
    “ Why the emphasis? Was it--?” I wasn't sure what he meant.
    “ Really, really good? Yes.”
    “ I'm glad you think so.”
    “ Don't you?” he asked, confused. “You look so nervous.”
    Because I had never done what he did so easily . “I've had sex before, just not like that. If I did something to-”
    “ You've never had sex before like, what? Aside from you laying on your side.”
    “ With aggression, roughness.”
    He looked stunned. “ What about your Top?”
    “ We didn't get that far.”
    “ You should have told me that before I pulled you into bed.”
    “ You didn't pull me into bed.”
    “ You're right. I carried you there.” But he stopped glaring at me when I sighed.
    “ If I had told you, would you have held back more?”
    “ Yeah. Just a little, maybe.” He went still, staring into nothingness for a moment. “Do you like having your wrists tied?”
    “ To what?”
    “ To my bed. Where were you thinking?”
    “ I've never been restrained to a bed.” 
    “ What have you been restrained on? Against?”
    “ A table. To a couch, once. Only to receive pain, though.”
    “ What else do you like?”
    “ I liked when you held me down. I'm not talking about being forced to, you know-- I'm  not into abduction scenes or anything... darker.”
    He recoiled slightly, his eyes dark and hard. “That's not how I want submission. I don't do scenes like that either.”
    The walls and shields that had always protected me didn't work around Quinn. I wanted him again, without all of the restrictions... “ Why are you asking me these things?” I asked, trying to sound nonchalant. “To know limits for sex?”
    “ That's part of it, yes.”
    “ While talking helps now, it won't later. …it's been too long. Do you know what sub frenzy means?”
    It was churning inside of me, bright eyes