Strictly Business: Hooded Pleasures, Book 1 by Sheryl Nantus Read Free Book Online Page A

questionnaire the company had sent.
    “Yes.” He’d heard of that and was definitely interested.
    “No,” Alex answered, and suppressed a shiver, afraid to even ask for a definition.
    Kate finished reading.
    “Pretty light stuff,” she said in a nonjudgmental voice. “You understand you can adjust your limits as we go along. If you want to go any further, you need to clear it with the office first so we’re both prepared for it. No surprises for either of us.”
    “Yes.”
    “You understand you won’t—” She gestured at his cock, which leaped to attention under her scrutiny. “You won’t finish while I’m visiting.”
    He nodded, unsure what to say.
    “I need to make this crystal clear. The rules dictate I can’t have intercourse with you, because that would leave us open to legal problems. That would make us an escort service, open to arrest and conviction for providing sexual relations for a price.”
    She touched his cheek with a single finger and turned him to face her. “Look at me.”
    He did so.
    “I am not a prostitute. I deliver what’s promised and agreed to, no more, no less. The rules are very clear on this point.” Kate curled up the file folder and rapped his nose as if he were a misbehaving puppy. “It means you don’t come during our appointments. I will not go to jail because you can’t control yourself. We are not animals giving in to our baser needs whenever we want to.”
    Her eyes—
    She tilted her head, and he realized she was waiting for a response.
    “I understand.”
    She turned away. “But I know there are times when it’s unavoidable. Accidents do happen, especially when you’re new to these experiences. Your self-control may falter during our first few meetings, and I expect there to be occasions where you’re unable to help yourself.”
    Kate spun to face him, the sudden movement startling him. “Still, there have to be consequences to your actions. If you do come while I’m visiting, I will not only stop our session, I’ll make you scrub the floor with a toothbrush. Do I make myself clear?”
    “Yes.”
    Kate continued her orbit around the boardroom. “If I agree to this contract, we will meet once a week for a two-hour session. You have the right to cancel at any time after the first month or first two appointments, cut our time together or request another Domme.”
    He smirked.
    As if.
    She glared at him, and he dropped the grin.
    “I will not take this as a personal affront. You are the client, and we are here to serve your needs. If I’m not doing my job, you need to tell me, and I’ll adjust.” She stopped in front of him again. “You understand the terms, safe, sane and consensual.”
    He nodded.
    She kept circling the table, vanishing behind him. “I won’t attempt anything you didn’t agree to. Again, if you want to try something different or new, please send a message to the office, and they’ll let me know, let us both prepare for it. If you feel uncomfortable at any time during my presence, speak up, and we’ll stop and talk about it, no matter what point we’re at in the visit. That’s what your safe-word is for. Which is—”
    “Kill switch.”
    “Good. Don’t forget it. I won’t.” She snapped her fingers. “Now listen carefully. I won’t stop if you cry, whine or whimper. I won’t stop if you moan, groan or swear up a storm, although I will punish you for speaking out of turn if I haven’t given permission for you to do so. Only your safe-word will stop me.”
    He winced inwardly, thinking of every pimple, every ingrown hair and skin blemish he now had on display.
    “I will tend to you at the end of every session, help you recover. This is part of my job, so don’t be surprised. Stock up on energy bars and drinks. You’ll need them.” Her eyes narrowed. “Payment is made to me at the end of the session. No cash trades hands, electronic only. If you wish to tip me, you can do so at the time or call Hooded Pleasures