forever .
Blinking rapidly, her spirit and strength slowly resurfaced as her glassy gaze shifted from his, and one by one, she met the stare of each Lord. “Yes, I agree,” she whispered boldly and gracefully.
Xander’s heart nea rly seized in his chest from her response. Filled with overwhelming love and pride, he was barely able to hide his elation when he saw the look of surprise on the board member’s faces.
As for the hands-on that they would have to participate in… he would deal with that when the time came.
Six
The evening was a haze as Bella drifted around the hous e tour, two steps behind Nathan, aka Lord Hutchens. He had been the man seated directly to the right of Dominic Grainger, the Headmaster and Head Honcho of the DDTC. As his voice buzzed faintly in her ears, her thoughts were deafening. She was faced with the toughest choice she ever had to make. She hoped it was the right decision, but she had her doubts. Was being away from Xander really worth it? In retrospect, she wished she had registered for summer sessions to account for all of the time spent away from school; that way it wouldn’t be spent alone in Xander’s vast kingdom
As they descended a flight of sta irs, Bella squinted as her eyes tried to focus in the dim lighting. She hadn’t even realized they were now in the basement until large overhead lights suddenly clicked on, lighting every corner of the immense space. Half expecting to see cold, stone gray walls and concrete floors, she was pleasantly surprised to find that the area was decadently furnished with colorful tapestries hanging on the walls and covering the floors. The richness of the room and the faint scent of honeysuckle lingering in the air gave Bella the calmest feeling.
Her eyes traveled around the room, resting briefly on the different array of objects lying neatly organized on antique tables. A flogger here, a cat o’nine there, leather wrist and ankle cuffs… many of the pieces of equipment Xander had acquainted her with over the years. Finally her eyes settled on a spanking horse placed at an odd angle just in front of a long table with a high-back, black velvet upholstered chairs. She had only seen this particular piece in photographs.
“This is where we dispense punishment and pleasure…” she heard from behind her in the deepest, mellowest voice.
When she turned, she was met with an intense, lusty, brown-eyed gaze that had fixated itself on her lips. Her cheeks flushed with unwelcomed awkwardness. She didn’t like the idea of anyone but Xander dispensing anything to her, above all - pleasure and punishment.
Quickly looking away, she inspected the rest of the room. It was truly a charming place and not at all what she had expected. Her eyes were drawn to the soft, hand-woven rug beneath her and she wondered what it would feel like on the soles of her feet and between her toes. Without thinking, she slipped her shoes off and wiggled her toes into the rug. Lost in the moment, her mind drifted to the different things she wanted Xander to do to her in this room.
Preferably pleasure only…
She never enjoyed being punished. It meant that she had disappointed Xander in some way and that, to her, was the most awful thing in the world. She would feel content if she could live the rest of her life only to be pleasing to her lover and without being reprimanded by him.
Warm fingers gliding down her spine startled her back to reality. School wasn’t in session yet and any man’s touch other than Xander’s would not be tolerated. She attempted to pull away but was pulled back against a strong chest by her upper arms. Restrained and helpless, she felt nipping on her collar bone. Spinning around and lifting a hand to deliver a harsh slap to Nathan’s face, she was surprised to see Xander grinning down at her.
Immediately she threw her arms around his neck, thankful that she h adn’t just ruined her chances of attending the DDTC.
“Such a defiant little
Blinking rapidly, her spirit and strength slowly resurfaced as her glassy gaze shifted from his, and one by one, she met the stare of each Lord. “Yes, I agree,” she whispered boldly and gracefully.
Xander’s heart nea rly seized in his chest from her response. Filled with overwhelming love and pride, he was barely able to hide his elation when he saw the look of surprise on the board member’s faces.
As for the hands-on that they would have to participate in… he would deal with that when the time came.
Six
The evening was a haze as Bella drifted around the hous e tour, two steps behind Nathan, aka Lord Hutchens. He had been the man seated directly to the right of Dominic Grainger, the Headmaster and Head Honcho of the DDTC. As his voice buzzed faintly in her ears, her thoughts were deafening. She was faced with the toughest choice she ever had to make. She hoped it was the right decision, but she had her doubts. Was being away from Xander really worth it? In retrospect, she wished she had registered for summer sessions to account for all of the time spent away from school; that way it wouldn’t be spent alone in Xander’s vast kingdom
As they descended a flight of sta irs, Bella squinted as her eyes tried to focus in the dim lighting. She hadn’t even realized they were now in the basement until large overhead lights suddenly clicked on, lighting every corner of the immense space. Half expecting to see cold, stone gray walls and concrete floors, she was pleasantly surprised to find that the area was decadently furnished with colorful tapestries hanging on the walls and covering the floors. The richness of the room and the faint scent of honeysuckle lingering in the air gave Bella the calmest feeling.
Her eyes traveled around the room, resting briefly on the different array of objects lying neatly organized on antique tables. A flogger here, a cat o’nine there, leather wrist and ankle cuffs… many of the pieces of equipment Xander had acquainted her with over the years. Finally her eyes settled on a spanking horse placed at an odd angle just in front of a long table with a high-back, black velvet upholstered chairs. She had only seen this particular piece in photographs.
“This is where we dispense punishment and pleasure…” she heard from behind her in the deepest, mellowest voice.
When she turned, she was met with an intense, lusty, brown-eyed gaze that had fixated itself on her lips. Her cheeks flushed with unwelcomed awkwardness. She didn’t like the idea of anyone but Xander dispensing anything to her, above all - pleasure and punishment.
Quickly looking away, she inspected the rest of the room. It was truly a charming place and not at all what she had expected. Her eyes were drawn to the soft, hand-woven rug beneath her and she wondered what it would feel like on the soles of her feet and between her toes. Without thinking, she slipped her shoes off and wiggled her toes into the rug. Lost in the moment, her mind drifted to the different things she wanted Xander to do to her in this room.
Preferably pleasure only…
She never enjoyed being punished. It meant that she had disappointed Xander in some way and that, to her, was the most awful thing in the world. She would feel content if she could live the rest of her life only to be pleasing to her lover and without being reprimanded by him.
Warm fingers gliding down her spine startled her back to reality. School wasn’t in session yet and any man’s touch other than Xander’s would not be tolerated. She attempted to pull away but was pulled back against a strong chest by her upper arms. Restrained and helpless, she felt nipping on her collar bone. Spinning around and lifting a hand to deliver a harsh slap to Nathan’s face, she was surprised to see Xander grinning down at her.
Immediately she threw her arms around his neck, thankful that she h adn’t just ruined her chances of attending the DDTC.
“Such a defiant little
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