you’re into food play and you happen to use bananas
during sex?” She was amazed at the fact that he seemed perfectly
serious when he asked her the question. Then she remembered exactly
where she was and thought about the fact that she was stark naked,
tied to her ex boss’s desk with a blindfold on, so she really
shouldn’t have been surprised at his question, should
she?
“No I’m not. I mean, no I don’t.” She
made sure to keep her voice neutral and to keep the indignation out
of her tone, and then realized that she might need to clarify her
last sentence. “I mean that I’m not into food play and I don’t use
bananas.” It sounded ludicrous even to her ears, but to Dawson it
seems to be a perfectly normal thing to say.
“Well, we might need to explore that
at a later date, but for now our safe word is bananas.” Zoe nodded
in agreement with him as though it was the most normal thing in the
world. She was just about to say something when she felt the
unmistakable feeling of something hot hitting her skin just above
her belly button.
“Ouch! What was…?” Her voice trailed
off as she realized that it wasn’t her place to ask questions and
she really didn’t want to be punished any more than she had to
be.
“Good girl. I think you’re finally
starting to understand what I expect from you.” There was another
burning sensation on her rib cage just below her left breast and
she hissed in a breath and braced herself. She had no idea what he
was doing to her, but she knew that whatever it was it would not
cause her any physical harm or leave any scars, and that knowledge
helped her relax a little as she breathed through the next few
splashes of heat.
If Zoe could have seen Dawson she
would have known that he was watching her face intently, making
sure that she really was okay in between tilting the candle and
letting the molten wax hit her skin in a different place each time.
She would have also seen that he was sporting a raging hard on that
he stroked with his free hand after every droplet of wax hit
her.
He moved the candle down a few inches
so that it was closer to her body and tilted it again, this time
letting the wax hit her directly on top of her right nipple. Zoe’s
back arched up off the desk as a loud groan escaped her. “Oh God!”
Her other nipple received the same treatment and she moaned again.
“Fucking hell!” Zoe hissed the words out between her clenched
teeth.
“Do you need to use the safe word?”
She had completely forgotten all about that already, but the fact
that Dawson prompted her to remember it made her relax into the
pain as the feeling of complete safety washed over her
again.
She shook her head quickly. “No.” The
single word gave her a feeling of power which in turn amazed her,
because wasn’t Dawson the one with all the power here?
“Good girl.” His praise made her feel
incredibly proud, which was another surprise to her. Why would she
feel pride at having pleased him? Or maybe she was feeling pride
because she hadn’t disappointed him. She really wasn’t sure of
anything anymore.
Dawson changed direction again and
once more Zoe felt him move to the end of the desk that her feet
were draped over. She gasped in a breath when she felt his fingers
touch her on her pubic mound, and for a brief second she was
relieved that she had made sure she was cleanly shaven before
coming out tonight. In the next second she forgot to think about
anything as she felt his fingers slide between her lips and rub
over her aching clit, bringing it to life in an instant.
“Does that feel good?” His voice was
deep and raspy, and Zoe knew that he was as turned on as she was
right now.
“Very.” There would be no point in
lying to him because her body would give her away in a
flash.
“It looks good too.” He stopped
talking and Zoe felt him hold her lips apart with what she presumed
were his fingers and thumb. Was he