Chapter 7

I decide not to answer him just yet. Instead, I walk over to the closet that I told myself I wouldn’t open tonight.

“If worshipping is the reward, I’d like to see the punishment,” I say, stepping back and gesturing with my hand toward the closet.

He takes his suit jacket off, and I openly watch his muscles stretching his shirt fabric, just like at the office. There is a different energy here, though.

Then, he walks over to the closet, pausing in front of me for a second before turning to look at the objects fully. I step back to give him space to decide, heading back to lean on the desk as he chooses. The closet only holds beginner toys: cuffs, floggers, and simple collars. It is about exploring interests, and once preferences are established, you can bring in harder, more complex toys.

“The one in that room you showed me—it’s not