Free Kristen's Surprise by Megan West Page A

could live without it. Right?
     
    Right?
     
    Wrong.
     
    I had no idea how truly wrong I was till I felt Jake's large, strong hand land with a loud, stinging smack on my backside. The sudden sting of his slap sent a bolt of thrill through my body that I hadn't felt in a very long time.
     
    Alone in the bathroom, I shut and locked the door behind myself before turning on the water. I found myself with nothing to do but think as the water warmed. As much as it bothered me to think of it, Jake must have gone down to the basement for something and saw my toys.
     
    I don't mean my vibrators, he'd known about those for a long time, but the ropes and paddles, the whip and cane and shackles that had been left hanging from pegs on the wall. Abandoned to collect dust the day Jake and I had agreed to make our relationship exclusive.
     
    I could only image what he must have thought when he'd seen my dungeon in progress, and my imagination wasn't painting the most positive picture. Sighing, I stripped off my slacks and blouse, followed quickly with my bra and panties, then stepped into the therapeutic confines of my nice, hot shower. I closed my eyes and tried to allow myself a moment to relax.
     
    The knock at the door made my heart lurch in my chest. Shampoo was running down my face, into my eyes, and my attempt at wiping it away only pushed it under my tightly closed eyelids. “Yeah?” I called out, hoping Jake would hear me over the running water.
     
    “Just wanted to tell you dinner's ready. Don't bother getting dressed, just throw on a bathrobe or something and come down when you get done.”
     
    “Okay.”
     
    I couldn't be sure if I heard him chuckle over the water rushing past my ears, but I definitely heard what he said next. “Is that any way to talk to your new Master?”
     
    A shiver ran through my body at those words, from my scalp all the way down to my toes, and my breath caught in my throat for a moment. “N-no. I'm sorry, Sir.” I knew then that he found my toys. I feared what he must have thought of me.
     
    “Good girl. Now, be sure to hurry up.”
     
    “Yes, Sir.” I said. My words were quiet and timid. I hurried to wash the shampoo from my hair, not wanting to keep him waiting.
     
    In less than two minutes I emerged from the bathroom, a towel wrapped around my still wet hair, an old terry cloth bathrobe that had once been red but had faded to a dark pink shade wrapped around my body. I don't know what I had expected when I walked into the kitchen, food on the table since Jake had mentioned dinner being ready I guess.
     
    Instead, I found my small wooden table bare of anything, even the table cloth had been removed, and then I saw the bundle of nylon rope on the seat of a chair and I felt another shiver drive through my spine.
     
    “I never thought you were seriously into this stuff.” Jake said from behind me, making me jump in surprise.
     
    I could feel heat rushing to my face in embarrassment  as I turned to him. I tried to cover my flushed cheeks as I pulled the towel from my hair and pretended to dry it.
     
    “I tried bringing it up a couple times, I thought you weren't interested, so I let it go.”
     
    “I know, and I'm sorry. You seemed happy with our sex life, I didn't want to jeopardize it by introducing you to this lifestyle and pushing you too far. To be honest, I thought you were just curious about trying a little kink because it's become almost fashionable.”
     
    He gave me an apologetic smile. “But, then I went downstairs and, well, saw how wrong I was.”
     
    “And now?” I asked, remembering to add “Sir” just in time.
     
    “And now I'm going to use you like the little toy you are.” The smile was gone in an instant as his whole demeanor changed. Jake was a big man, built for strength with well developed arms and a grip like iron. And when that grip got a solid hold of my hair, there was no way I could escape it, not that I would have ever wanted