Unforgettable You by Deanndra Hall Read Free Book Online

“You’re hair is gorgeous, little one. It reminds me of a summer sunset, all fiery and glowing.”
    “Th-th-th-th-thank you,” she manages to stutter out. “Sir.”
    It’s time for me to take control because I know it will make her more comfortable and confident. “You’re welcome, little sub. Now, let’s talk about what we came in here to do.” She nods. “I want to amend it. No sensation play, and I don’t want to do the orgasm torture, but I do want to give you one orgasm. I think it’ll help you relax. If you want more, you can tell me. But everything else as we discussed. Agreeable?”
    “Yes, Sir.”
    “Then the first thing for you to do is undress.” She shoots me a look. “No. I don’t undress you. You undress yourself. It’s a willful baring of yourself to me. Most Doms will expect that from you. We’re going to get into more of the formal issues later on, but tonight we’ll just touch on some of them. But yes, you are expected to undress.”
    “Will you too, Sir?”
    “Later, yes, but not initially. Balance of power. I’m in control and you have to acknowledge that or this won’t work. Someone has to be in control. There’s a secret I’ll tell you later, but right now, you just need to learn to obey.” I kiss her forehead and point to the center of the floor. “Up and undress for me.” She stands and turns her back to me. “No. Face forward. I want to watch you as you undress.” When she hesitates, I tell her, “You can do this. I know you can.”
    As I watch, she slips off her platform stilettos, then slips her black lace tee over her head and throws it on the floor. My first chance to direct her. “Sub, as you undress, you’ll fold your clothes neatly and place them on the table over there,” I say, pointing to a small table across the room. “One piece of clothing at a time.” Expressionless, she picks up the shirt, takes it to the table, folds it neatly, and puts it there. Then she shimmies out of those tight faux leather pants she’s wearing and does the same with them. She reaches back and unsnaps her bra, draws it down her arms, and, as she adds it to the other things she’s already folded, she puts a hand on the table to steady herself as she pulls off her panties and adds them to the pile. That’s when she turns to me.
    Holy shit. I mean, really, holy shit. This girl, my god. It’s been years since I’ve seen a body like this one, if I ever even have. Her breasts are full, but they’re almost pubescent in their shape, with large, soft nipples a beautiful, pale rose color. Her waist is small and well-defined, and she’s got curvy, ample hips that make me want to scream and shout. I’d been holding her while she cried, and that’s not the sexiest thing in the world, but one look now and my cock is so hard that it feels like it’s on fire. It’s a fight to keep from unzipping my leathers and stroking myself. As she comes back toward me, I point to her shoes. “Put those back on. I like them and I want you to wear them.”
    I can tell I’ve surprised her. “You want me to wear them when we . . .” she trails off.
    “Yes. I do. They’re very sexy.” Stepping into them, she makes her way back across the room to me and stands in front of me. Instead of giving in to my knee-jerk reaction to reach up and fondle her nipples, I point to the bed. “On the bed. On your back. Hands at your sides.” While she climbs up into the middle of the bed, I go to the chest on the back wall and find the restraints. She lies very still while I fasten them around her thighs, then use the attached cuffs to secure her hands. I lie down on the bed beside her, then roll her onto her side until my chest is snugged up to her back. Slipping one arm under her, I roll us again until she’s lying on top of me on her back. Arms wrapped around her waist, I give her a few seconds to get used to the position, her head back over my shoulder, her ear against mine. Then I drag my hands