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to be a
sub to have a safe word?”
    Monroe’s laugh zinged along
Zach’s skin and made his teeth clench tighter. “Would. You. Mind.
Untying. Me.”
    “Yes, I mind. Your safe
word is red.”
    “What the fuck is this all
about?”
    “I’ll let your filthy
language go for now because we have other work to do.” Monroe
walked away, opened a cabinet, and then returned to
Zach.
    But instead of facing Zach,
Monroe moved around behind him. For a moment nothing happened, and
Zach was confused. Then he felt a warm, oily palm touch the skin of
his back. Zach’s entire body jumped.
    “You were
raised by liberal, worldly parents but you joined the Marines and
fell for all the ‘Gays don’t belong in the military propaganda.’ I
don’t think of myself as gay, but I told you I love the human body,
both male and female. You are tightening your muscles because I am
touching you and you believe the touch of a man shouldn’t feel
good.”
    Monroe’s hands began
kneading the muscles of Zach’s back.
    “If you were a professional
athlete, a man would be working out your kinks and doing exactly
what I’m doing. You wouldn’t have a problem with it and would just
enjoy the sensation. But, you’re not a professional athlete and I’m
not a masseuse, so we have a problem. The women who model for me
place their power in my hands. They submit fully to my will. That
was not our deal and I didn’t think I really needed your
submission.”
    “I won’t submit to
you.”
    “No, I don’t think you will
but you can learn to trust me. If we were in a life and death
situation, would you trust me to have your back?”
    Zach’s breathing had picked
up as the assault on his muscles continued, but he was listening to
Monroe’s words. “Yes.”
    “I’m
asking you to trust me here, right now. You have a safe word, I
won’t go farther than you allow but for this to work, you cannot be
timid about my touch.”
    His hands began moving over
Zach’s body, and Zach couldn’t help his indrawn breath when
Monroe’s hands touched his thighs.
    “While I
am working, my headspace is completely in the scene. In battle, we
train to alleviate tunnel vision. I’ve become quite good at looking
around me when I’m in danger but with Shibari; the rope, the model,
and the binding become a tunnel for me. I don’t fight my erection.
I never try to hide it.”
    His hands continued their
journey down Zach’s legs and then began to massage the tops of his
feet after adding oil.
    “ There
will come a time when my cock rubs against you. I don’t expect you
to particularly enjoy it, but, it’s only an extension of my body
while I work. I think I can overlook your hard-on in the same
manner. If there ever comes a time you would be interested in
experienceing a woman with me it will probably make it easier for
you to ignore a simple fact of life. I’m continually judging a
sub’s condition and limits. You are not a sub and I don’t know
yours. From what I saw when you were facing death, you may not have
the usual limits.”
    His warm hands traveled
back up Zach’s legs and then went to the black silk underwear and
stilled. “You need to trust that I will always stop, Zach.” His
fingers went under the elastic of the leg and grazed against the
tight sack of Zach’s balls.
    “Red.” Zach said with
relief.
    The hand left
immediately.
    “Yes, red and it stops. I
will put you into some tight bindings for my art, mostly securing
you to the subs. I will touch you.” The loops of the rope began
unwrapping. “I will ask you to be completely nude when you are
ready, but I will never betray your trust. Zach. This will not work
if you cringe when my fingers graze your body. Get used to
it.”
    When the ropes came off,
Zach sat up and placed his head down into his hands, resting them
on his knees. “How did you know what was bothering me?”
    “Oh, Zachery, I knew we
would have this problem before I ever requested you model for me.
You need to ask Sara

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