Chapter Nine

Part One

Taking the more orthodox route of the ring road, Kate walked to Rick’s cabin. She had to double back after missing its discreet and somewhat overgrown entrance on her first pass, and marvelled again at how subtly the buildings of this island melded into the natural landscape. Unless you knew what you were looking for, it would be easy to walk past all of the cabins and never even suspect they were there.

Being distracted by thoughts of ropes and pleasure, and seeing overhanging branches everywhere, Kate walked squarely into the single wooden step of Rick’s cabin. The sound of the impact, together with her muttered expletives, brought Rick out just in time to see her exposing a small bleeding wound on her already swelling shin. Wordlessly, he assessed her and made a teasing, tutting sound before he picked her up. Cradling her in his arms, he carried her inside and set her down neatly on a kitchen stool. He disappeared for a moment…   >> MORE <<

Part Two

Whoa, this is getting interesting! she thought before answering. ‘Sure.’ After a moment longer, she added, ‘Thank you for asking, Rick.’

His responding smile caused her stomach to clench. ‘Inside will be better. Shall we?’ He walked over to her, took her hand and led her into the living area of his cabin. At his gentle direction, Kate kicked off her shoes and lay along the length of a long sofa. He stretched her arms above her head, with wrists overlapped, resting on the arm of the comfortable lounge. With his hand, he gently closed her eyes. She heard him sit in a nearby chair. Keeping her eyes closed, she took a deep breath. At that moment, his modulated voice filled her being.

‘We are inside a cabin much like this one. You are tied with a rope, your arms secured over your head…   >> MORE <<

Part Three

She opened her eyes and started laughing. Feeling a small cushion beneath her legs, she grabbed it and threw it at Rick before falling back to the couch, saying, ‘Oh my God! Rick!’

With a broad smile, he said, ‘Kate, pain, when it’s like that, is only a more intense sensation. When built properly, what would be painful at the start can be intensely pleasurable when worked up to. For Dominants, a big part of the kick is controlling a sub’s experience, guiding them into sub-space, and holding them in that state to explore and expand their limits of desire and thought. In a scenario, the sub’s experience becomes the Dominant’s work of art, and the subject of his creative flow. The depth and authenticity of your experience is a real dominant’s masterpiece…   >> MORE <<

Part Four

Now Kate’s powers of speech deserted her. A man who already felt to her like a lifelong crush just set everything out in the open, and offered her simple acceptance. Her mouth opened and closed like that of a landed fish.

Rick held his silence, waiting to let her finish her thoughts. Why the hell are you all so bloody perfect, and what the hell do I do now? Kate heard Carrie’s question again. First response, Katie. What do you want in your bones?

She grabbed his shoulders firmly, squaring him to her, stood on her tiptoes and wrapped her arms around him, feeling the wide, muscular hardness of his back and shoulders. After a moment, she felt Rick hug back, hunching slightly to tuck her head under his chin. They started giggling again, still locked in their embrace…   >> MORE <<