to find out. Besides, she smelled incredible! Now that he couldn’t see or move, he was beginning to rely on his other senses and for the first time he became aware of the intoxicating scent of her perfume. It was light, but definitely there; the sensuous aroma of feminine wildflowers.
“Okay,” he acquiesced. “What happens next?”
“That’s the point of the game; you don’t get to know what happens next,” Jocelyn purred; her voice was silky and sensuous. It gave Ethan an erection just hearing it and he suddenly felt self-conscious as he realized he had no way to adjust his trousers to hide his desire. He tried shifting in his chair, but it was no use. He could feel her standing incredibly close to him, and it made him start to sweat. He wondered if he’d made a mistake and wanted to escape back to his office.
“Do you know why I want you to give up your control?” Jocelyn asked.
Ethan shook his head. She began to caress his head, running her fingers through his hair and down his jaw line. It was a delightful feeling and he leaned into her touch. Then, on a whim, he gave her fingertips a timid kiss with his lips.
“Because, when you had control, you used it to deny yourself your true desires and feelings,” Jocelyn said. “I’ve known that you wanted to kiss me since the moment we met, but you always turned away and fled from your natural instincts. You’re already loosening up because you no longer feel pressured by your choices. I’m in control now and I’m making the decisions for you. I chose for you to finally taste what you’ve been hungry for.”
Suddenly, Ethan felt the full force of Jocelyn’s lips upon his own as she kissed him. He was startled at first, but quickly relaxed into the kiss, opening his mouth to her and her allowing her tongue entrance. She drank deeply of him and their tongued intertwined as they kissed for what seemed like an eternity.
“I knew you were hungry for that,” Jocelyn said when at last they broke apart. “Now sample these; I know you’re hungry for them too. I’ve seen you looking.”
Blindly, Ethan opened his mouth, wondering what she had for him. When she inserted something warm and soft into his mouth it took him only a moment to realize it was the nipple of her breast. Eagerly he devoured her, covering her breast with kisses, lapping at her flesh with his tongue, and suckling noisily with his lips. His erection strained even harder against his trousers and his entire body tingled with sexual excitement. He could hear moans of pleasure from Jocelyn’s lips as her breathing became more rapid and he could smell the delicate scent of her desire.
“We should make love now,” he said and Jocelyn suddenly withdrew herself from his mouth and stepped away from the chair. Ethan felt instantly abandoned and yearned for her return.
“Surrender your desires and decisions to me.” Jocelyn’s harsh voice came from across the kitchen now. “You don’t decide when we make love. In this game, I am your Mistress and you are my sex slave. I am the only one who makes decisions of any kind in this game. You decide nothing. Your only task is to wait for me to tell you what to do and to obey me.”
The superiority of her tone aroused Ethan in an unexpected way. He wanted her to dominate him in this kinky game of desire. He wanted to obey her and to submit himself to her as her playful sex slave.
Jocelyn saw that her words had the desired effect as his erection became even more pronounced and nodded to herself. She had been right in guessing that he would be a suitable playmate for this game. Picking up a pair of butcher scissors, she said, “Do you want to continue the game? If you do, say ‘ Yes, Mistress’ and swear to obey me. If not, then I’ll end the game right now.”
“Yes, Mistress. I swear to obey you.” Ethan felt completely liberated by the words. He was suddenly free