and rules later, but I want you to know that you’re not my prisoner, you can leave any time you like.”
“Thank you,” she said quietly, looking straight ahead to avoid meeting his gaze.
“Look at me, Rachel,” he demanded in a voice that screamed ‘Dom’. She melted a little and turned to look at him.
“Good girl. Now, open your coat and let me see what you’re wearing.”
“Erm, okay.” She was feeling self-conscious now and looked up at the glass screen separating the driver from his passengers. His eyes were on the road, but it wouldn’t take much for him to glance in his mirror and see what they were doing.
Luke’s firm voice cut through her reservations. “Two things, Rachel. First, ignore the driver. Secondly, kindly address me as Sir.”
“Yes, Sir,” she whispered, and slowly started to unbutton her coat.
When she’d finished fiddling with the last of the buttons, Luke leaned over and pulled the coat open, exposing her leather outfit and the bare, pale flesh of her chest and breasts, pushed up by the corset.
“Very nice,” he said, and gently kissed the exposed flesh. “Did you obey me last night?”
“Last night?” Rachel frowned. What the hell was he talking about?
“After we’d arranged to meet, I told you to get to bed.” He ran his finger lightly over her corset, sending little shivers of pleasure through her.
She giggled. “That was very sexy, but no, I’m afraid not. Mandy, she’s my flatmate, woke up and ended up cross-examining me about you.”
“Hmm,” he said, playfully, “already disobeying me, huh? I think you might have earned yourself a little punishment later. Have you ever been spanked?”
A shot of electricity ran through Rachel’s body and her breathing quickened. “No, Sir,” she managed to reply.
“Well, we’ll have to see if we can remedy that. So, what did Mandy have to say when you told her you were meeting me tonight?”
“She was really cross with me,” said Rachel, smiling. “She told me I shouldn’t go off with the first man who offered to give me a spanking.”
“She’s quite right, of course, but I’m glad she didn’t talk you out of it.”
“Your email this morning helped.”
“I thought it might.”
Just then her phone started ringing. Mandy! It must be nine fifteen. “Sorry,” she said to Luke and pressed answer. “Hi”
“Are you all right?” asked Mandy, her voice anxious.
“Yes, thanks,” replied Rachel, quietly. “All’s well.”
“You sure, hon?”
“Absolutely.”
“What’s he like?”
Rachel rolled her eyes. “I’ll talk to you later.”
“Oh yeah, sorry, you can’t really talk right now, can you? Okay, sweetie, have fun and be good!”
Smiling, Rachel ended the call and switched her phone to silent. When she’d put it away she turned back to Luke. “Sorry about that.”
“Mandy?” he asked, with a grin.
“Yes, we agreed she’d call at nine fifteen.”
Luke nodded. “Good. Now, let’s go over a few things before we arrive at Boundaries.” He leant down and rummaged in a large bag, retrieving something with shiny buckles on. “Give me your wrists,” he ordered.
What? Rachel shrank into her seat. She glanced up at the driver again who quickly diverted his eyes from the mirror back to the road. Oh, my God, he’s watching . Or maybe he was just checking his rear mirror as any good driver should? She stared pleadingly at Luke’s face illuminated by the passing street lights.
“Rachel, I won’t say it again, give me your wrists. It’s the club’s rules that all subs wear cuffs.”
Oh. A quick glance told her the driver was still watching the road, so she slowly held up her arms and allowed Luke to buckle soft leather cuffs to her wrists. He checked they weren’t too tight and released her hands.
“Good. Now, turn towards me and lift your left leg up to one side of me on the seat and your right leg to the other side.”
Rachel stared at Luke in shock. “Why?” she
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