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“We are definitely using this.”
    With a laugh she stepped into his arms. “Oh,
yeah?”
    “Yeah.” He lowered his head and kissed
her.
    The feelings that rolled through her shocked
her. This guy was changing the way she felt about bondage and
domination. He was transforming her. He made her feel safe, secure,
maybe even loved.
    She no longer wanted to control him… She
wanted him to control her.
    The feelings she had were all so different.
She was a dominant woman and she just didn’t turn over control,
total control, to any man. But she didn’t feel dominant around
Rick. Not at all. All the equipment in the room was for her to use
on a man she would discard when he couldn’t handle her or wanted to
get closer emotionally. Now she wanted it used on her. Used on her
by Rick.
    The experience in Mexico had changed her,
too. She had never felt so protected as she did with Rick.
    A part of her thought about telling him but
she knew it was too soon to start talking about things like that.
She wasn’t even sure why she felt this way, much less what to do
about it.
    “What do you have planned for me?” He rubbed
his hands up and down her upper arms.
    She bit her lower lip before she spoke.
“Something changed and it doesn’t feel right to top you.”
    “Good.” He cupped her face in his hands.
“Because it feels right for me to take control of you. I love it.
And I know that you do, too.”
    She nodded, feeling strangely exhilarated as
she looked up at him.
    “I have a lot of goodies here, and then
some.” She gestured at the short but wide cabinet where she kept a
lot of her toys. She had some things on the surface and others in
the drawers and toys hanging from the insides of the open
doors.
    “Perfect.” He took her by the arm. “Come
on.”
    She followed him to the cabinet, excitement
stirring in her belly like a hundred butterflies. He rummaged in
the drawers and pulled out the red ball gag then pushed it into her
mouth and buckled it behind her head.
    The way he was taking control made the
butterflies in her belly go crazy.
    Next he pulled out a fur-lined pair of
leather cuffs, and a metal clip. He moved behind her and brought
her wrists back and secured the cuffs then clipped them
together.
    He ran his palms up and down her
latex-covered body as he came around to face her. “Now to search
for those strategically placed zippers and Velcro.” He palmed her
breasts and found the latex cups that were attached with Velcro. He
tore them off and tossed them aside, leaving cutouts around her
breasts.
    “Love it.” He lowered his head and sucked one
of her nipples. She squirmed, wanting to touch him. And most of all
wanting to feel him inside of her.
    She wondered what was next when he went back
to her cabinet. He took a large jeweler’s box off of the surface of
the cabinet where she kept some of her nipple clamps. “What do we
have here?”
    A groan slipped out of her mouth from behind
her gag. She’d never had the clamps used on her. She loved to use
them on men but her own nipples were so sensitive that she winced
at just the thought of them on her.
    Her eyes widened as he brought a pair of
silver clamps with red tassels hanging from them. Not those ,
she thought to herself, then remembered she had used clover clamps
on him and was grateful he wasn’t doing the same to her. Still…
    When he reached her she tried to swallow but
couldn’t with the ball gag in her mouth. “Beautiful nipples.” He
played with one while he leaned close and kissed the corner of her
mouth. He slowly closed a clamp around her nipple.
    She couldn’t hold back a muffled cry as he
did it and then whimpered again when he put the other clamp on.
    After he put the clamps on, he gestured
toward a kneeling bench. “I want to see you on that.”
    She walked to the bench, steady on her heels
from years of practice. She moved onto the padded kneeling surface
and he helped her lean forward so that her top half was on the
bench, her