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This weekend. What we did…”
    “Did I scare you? Did you not enjoy it? Am I not the type of girl you take home to see Mom, anymore?”
    “You know my parents are dead. There isn’t anyone for you to meet. No, you didn’t scare me, and I think it’s quite obvious I enjoyed it.”
    “Then what is it, damn it?” Her voice rose with each syllable. “I laid everything out for you last weekend. Your not calling has done nothing but make things worse.”
    “Kate, I’m sorry. I needed some space.”
    Kaitlyn only glared at him.
    “You have no idea what you’re getting into. You have no idea how much it turns me on to tie you up. To see you begging me to make you come. How good it feels when you serve me.”
    Goosebumps rose on her arms. Her body felt sucked into his words, melting her core. “You have no idea how good those things feel to me too,” she whispered. “So, you left me hanging because it felt good?”
    “Sort of.”
    “You better start talking, pal, because I don’t have all day.”
    “I lost my last girlfriend over this. She wanted to have a kinky night, but not the way I wanted it. She left a few weeks later. Couldn’t even look me in the eye. She thought I was a domineering asshole, if I’m quoting her correctly.” His tone changed to smug, but he brightened when he made eye contact with her again. “Kaitlyn, I want you with everything that is in me right now. I’ve never met a woman like you. But the things I want to do to you—to make you do—I’m just not sure you’re serious about this.”
    “Why not? And what do you want to do to me?”
    He reached for her then, cupped her cheeks in his damp palms. “I want to do things like tie you up and torture you mercilessly. Make you beg to come, make you give up all your control to me. I want that ass of yours not pink, but bright shining red from my hand print. I want you walking around town with a butt plug. I want you to serve me day in and day out. I want to be the one you look to for support, love, happiness, sadness. I need to take care of you. Physically and emotionally.”
    “I have a job,” she answered, breathless. Could she have put it any better?
    He smiled a loving smile. A smile that said she just didn’t get it. “A job would not hinder our home life. I work too. We have the same schedule. You would come home to serve me.
    I can’t accept just a bedroom submissive. I want all of your submission when you are in my presence. When you aren’t in my presence, you should be thinking of me.” He dropped his hands from her cheeks, and she felt cold inside. “I can’t ask you to do those things. You have a life, friends, and family. You have your freedom to go out as you please. Many of those rights would be taken away. Given over to me.”
    He must have seen her confused expression. “We’ll talk more in-depth about it sometime. It’s hard for me to even imagine that I would actually get to live the life I’ve always dreamed of. Yet, without that, I need some time to get my bearings straight. You bring out a side of me I’ve kept very well hidden for most of my adult life.”
    Everything he said was everything she felt herself. She loved to serve him, loved the way he tortured her. “Stop pushing me away. Steven, I’ve never felt more right about anything in my life either. Everything you talk about sounds utterly fascinating. Wonderful. Freeing. Why can’t we be like that? How come it has to be that complicated? And understand, I’m not even sure I know that I can do this. There is fear on both our parts. I risk the chance of screwing all this up and losing you.”

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Chapter Eight
    “I’m sorry it’s that complicated, Kaitlyn. Truly, once rules are established, it becomes the everyday. You couldn’t imagine yourself in any other position. It’s okay to be afraid. I’m sorry I’m pushing you away. I’m just scared you’ll learn I’m a freak.”
    She laughed. “Well, if you’re a freak, then so am