Revealed by Ella Ardent Read Free Book Online

jeans. That he wanted her and this scene was exactly the reassurance she needed.
    She found the paddle in the drawer, which was black and smooth. The leather was both soft and supple. She stroked it once, then picked it up.
    “The cat o’ nine tails as well,” Rex said.
    Amy opened the drawer a bit more and found it. It was similarly well made and black, the thongs about two feet long. There was a hard bead knotted to the end of each one.
    She crossed the room quickly and dropped to her knees before Rex, offering the tools before she bowed her head.
    “Very good,” he said, his voice low and silky as he accepted both. She placed her hands on her knees the way Eric had taught her. Rex instructed her to move her knees further apart and she complied, keeping her ankles together at his command as if they were bound. She felt his fingertips on her head, then he gripped her ponytail and gave it a tug. The move made her keenly aware of his presence and her pose.
    “Open your mouth,” he commanded as he stepped behind her. Rex flicked the cloth around her head, and Amy bit into the knot at his instruction. He wrapped the cloth tightly around her, binding it over her ears, then made another lap with it across her mouth. It was stretchy and didn’t slip from its position, encasing her head in its smoothness. She felt bound and silenced but comfortable, too. Rex knotted the cloth firmly behind her head, giving it an extra tug to ensure it was tight.
    Then his hands landed on her shoulders and his lips were against her ear. “Your safeword is red light,” he whispered. “But you won’t need it for this first scene.” He kissed her earlobe, then unexpectedly caressed it with the tip of his tongue sending a jolt through her. Amy closed her eyes, struggling against her rising excitement. It would be really bad to come soon and without permission, especially this first time.
    “Remember that if you’re naughty, I’ll give you to Rick.”
    Her eyes flew open at Rex’s whispered threat and she made a cry of protest. It came out as a muffled little sound, one no one would have heard from six feet away. She was keenly aware that she’d been silenced, yet at the same time, she wasn’t bound.
    She could have reached up and untied the gag.
    She could have stepped away or even run away.
    But she stayed put in front of Rex, her hands on her knees, waiting for his desire.
    It was strangely exciting to know that she could escape him, but that she was actively choosing not to do so.
    It made her realize that she wanted this.
    Rex chuckled, his finger trailing down to slide over her nipple. “Remember, Amy, that you agreed to this,” he murmured. “Remember that you want this, and even need it.” He rolled her nipple between his finger and thumb, sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. She arched her back without meaning to do so. “Remember that you are complicit and that surrender is the sweetest spice of all.”
    He pressed a kiss into the side of her neck where it met her shoulder and Amy shivered. She was so aroused, so hot, that she was sure she couldn’t stand it. It was up to her and not up to her. She’d never been in the moment so vehemently. She wanted it to both go on forever and come to its culmination.
    Rex’s warm fingertips were beneath her elbows, coaxing her to her feet. A heartbeat later, he bent her over the back of the armchair Athena had vacated. Her hands were braced on the arms of the chair and she was stretched to her toes, her legs spread wide, her feet outside the chair legs. He adjusted and changed the pose, ensuring that she was just the way he wanted her. Amy felt treasured to be the focus of his attention. She also felt unbalanced a bit, and vulnerable, aware that her wet puss was exposed to his blows. But complicit, because she didn’t move away.
    Rex walked around her slowly, assessing the view as Amy’s heart thundered. Her eyes widened when she heard the click of a camera shutter.
    She