Book 2: Chapter 14

I had decided to go with the classic naughty schoolgirl outfit tonight, seeing as the vacated Master had a soft spot for that look. I had found it so cliche it was embarrassing, but knowing Jordan liked suddenly had me excited and pleased.

I watched as he walked over to the only table in the room and put a black leather bag on the table before he turned back to me and lifted an eyebrow when he saw I had not moved. Even though I had pretty much begged him, worry still had me in its grasp and I hesitated.

He began to walk towards me slowly with the rope in his hand. With each slow, purposeful step he unraveled the rope bit by bit and I felt myself getting wound up tighter bit by bit.

“I know your list of hard limits by heart. You are going to have to trust me to not push you too hard too fast.” Jordan explained stopping in front of me and forcing my eyes to his. “What’s your safe word, Lizzie?”

“Red, sir,” I said dutifully half considering using it right now.