Working Out the Kinks (Chain) by Kara Winters Read Free Book Online

in my mind he had lifted off the chair and was carrying me from the room. The cool press of wood touched my backside, causing me to jump. Eric broke away from my hold and pushed apart my legs, which were dangling off the table’s edge.
    “Lie down and place your hands up above your head,” he ordered.
    I did his bidding, knowing what it would mean. Eric took a moment to stare at me, lying there with my limbs extended. He turned on his heel and left the room to give me a few moments to my thoughts. I looked over at the piano and studied the beautiful baby grand. Shiny black in color, it appeared to be in top condition. I wondered if Eric played it, or if he just kept it around for aesthetic purposes. But what was odd about it were the two twin O-rings mounted into the sides, dangling down.
    My focus turned to the footsteps emerging back into the room. Eric stalked toward me, the familiar rope in his hand from the night before. He worked above my head to bind my wrists snug. He latched the rope to something I couldn’t see and it caused the restraints to become tighter.
    “What were you looking at when I came back into the room?” he asked me while tying my ankles. It was a distraction to keep my mind occupied with other things as he bound me to the table.
    “I was looking at the piano, Sir,” I answered softly.
    Eric looked over and then back at me, flashing a smirk.
    “Do you play, Alexandra?”
    “I used to, when I was younger.”
    Eric finished the ties with a tight knot and then leaned down on top of the table next to me, stroking the side of my face gently with the backs of his knuckles.
    “Do you play, Sir?” I asked.
    Eric smiled. “Unfortunately, no. But my Master does when he stops by.”
    Master? How did this man have a Master?
    He gave a nod toward the piano. “And you’ll find out soon enough why those rings are there.”
    Eric sat up and I noticed a thick leather collar in his hand. He attached the band around my neck, the giant O-ring dangling cold against my warm skin. Next to come was a matching leash, which he clipped into the collar and then wound the handle around his fist. With a small tug, he pulled me up by my neck. My throat as well as my outstretched arms strained from the pull. I gritted my teeth and held my tongue.
    “Tonight, I want you to learn that any type of pain can be managed with the right frame of mind. You are the only one who can hurt yourself, Alexandra, not me. I’m giving you the tools for pleasure. It’s your job to find it.”
    Eric leaned forward and kissed my lips tenderly. I wanted to deepen the touch, but he had other impending matters, and broke away from my mouth to tower over me.
    “Yes, Sir,” I answered.
    “Good. Now stay relaxed, Alexandra. I want you to concentrate on my eyes.”
    I had been so focused on other things I hadn’t realized that not only were my hands tied, but my legs were bound and attached to the table as well. It caused me to tense and slightly panic. Eric noticed it as well as he took my head between his hands.
    “No, none of that. Look at me,” he said with a stern voice. “Look at me, Alexandra. You’re safe. I’m here with you.”
    I did so, captured in his shimmering blue eyes the second we made contact. He held me there, breathing with me as I tried to lower my heart rate.
    “Good girl,” he cooed. “You’re doing very well.”
    I smiled at his compliment and he pressed a series of small kisses to my lips. With his tongue dancing across mine, I felt him rubbing his groin against my center. From his earlier work, I was already primed and ready for more.
    “I’m going to fuck you, Alexandra,” he growled, nipping lightly with his teeth against my bottom lip. I heard the sound of a zipper being dragged down, and then the tight press of the tip of his cock at my entrance. I shuddered with desire, trying my best to open my legs wider, but the bindings held me firm. Slowly, painfully slow, he slid the tip of himself in,