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you.”
    He almost laughed out loud. There were no other BDSM party planners in Ireland. He needed an insider, someone familiar with the Irish scene, to steer him right. If Heather couldn’t do this, he’d be on his own.
    Because he knew what she meant, he stifled the laughter and appreciated what she’d said. She had to be worrying she would end up wasting his time and money and had no way of knowing he wanted her to stay, even if she didn’t contribute anything to his party. He’d no intention of telling her that either.
    “Promise me you’ll let me know if it gets too much, Heather.” He knew he was about to take a risk and used the words anyway. “Consider it a safe word scenario. You reach your limit, we go.”
    He saw her hesitation at the mention of a safe word and cherished the smile that crept across her face as she looked up at him.
    “I will, Jason, I promise. My safe word is black.”
     

Chapter Five
     
     
     
    Safe word .
    It had been a while since she’d had to think about using one of those. In fact, she couldn’t remember the last time she’d used one. Darren had known her so well and had been so tuned into her body language, that she’d rarely come close to even considering hers. It did emphasize the risk she was about to take. This decision might well be what would make or break her. She wasn’t sure where she’d found the courage to tell Jason she wanted, needed, to do this now. Of course every word she’d said was true. If she wasn’t up to this job, both of them were better off if she found out sooner rather than later. Still, to voluntarily walk into a confrontation with everything that had brought her such delight in the past, everything she feared she might never enjoy again, scared her. She wasn’t quite sure if she’d label herself brave or insane. On the other hand, she couldn’t deny that lately she’d become aware of a longing she’d been reluctant to investigate.
    She listened to Jason as he told her he would show her all the rooms they were passing tomorrow morning.
    “They’re mostly occupied now, and while these rooms have cameras too, we try not to interrupt sessions unless it can’t be avoided.”
    The smell of sweat, leather and almost tangible lust in the area invaded her senses. The sounds of floggers hitting flesh, moans of pleasure and shrieks of pain, all of them brought back memories. Everything she saw, heard and smelled filled her with a great sense of loss, as well as an unexpected rush of arousal.
    A crowd of waiting people filled the large area Jason steered her toward. She could feel the anticipation in the air and couldn’t escape the excitement buzzing through the room. A path cleared in front of them and Heather followed Jason to a spot, just outside the exhibition area, allowing her a clear view. Her first instinct was to turn around, look away, close her eyes, do anything in her power not to see the scene in front of her. She couldn’t.
    It had been so long, she could barely remember the sensations displays like this aroused in her. She knew it would hurt later, but right now she needed to experience those feelings. She’d dealt with the pain for almost two years. She could deal with it for a while longer.
    Her breath caught as she watched a man dressed only in dark denim pants lead a naked and blindfolded woman to a bench. Heather studied it more closely. This didn’t look like a standard spanking bench. A big dildo was fixed near one end.
    The man brought the woman to the purpose-built piece of furniture and made her place one foot on a small step before helping her to straddle it. With her other foot positioned on the step on the far side, the woman’s crotch hovered over the phallus. Of course, deprived of her eyesight, she didn’t know that—yet. When the man took the woman’s hands and pulled them forwards to the other end of the bench where two pieces of ribbon were waiting to tie them, her body lowered just enough. Heather