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corner of my eye while she brought her hand
to her mouth and slowly licked my cum off of her. “Jesus,
Alex that was fucking hot, but just wait until we get back to my place. I think
I’m going to have to punish you for teasing me while I’m driving. You’ve been a
very naughty girl.”

Chapter 7 - Alex
     
    My clit start to throb at Paul’s
words, wondering what he had in store for me. We’d done plenty of different
things at the club, but he’d never punished me. And now we’re going to his
place. We’d done such a good job keeping things impersonal until now and I was
nervous.
     
    We spent the rest of the ride home
in silence, Paul’s hand on my thigh. It was a simple gesture that said so much,
like I was his. Even the part of me that abhorred the idea of being owned by a
man seemed to enjoy it.

 
    We pulled into the driveway at
Paul’s house and he parked in the garage. We got out of the car and started
walking to the door when he grabbed me by the hair suddenly and kissed me hard,
his lips moving roughly over mine, his tongue dancing with my tongue. He
stopped the kiss as abruptly as he started it, leaving me standing there
breathless. He opened the door and grabbed my arm, pulling me into the house
after him.
     
    By now my juices were trickling down
my thighs and my clit was throbbing for relief, but I had a feeling Paul was
going to tease me and make me suffer after my little stunt in the car. Paul led
me to the dining room without saying a word. For the first time since I’d been
with him, I felt a little scared. Not scared he would hurt me, but scared he
was going to push me past my limits and make me feel things I never had before.
He had this quiet determination that made me think he was planning something
big for me.

 
    He stopped in front of the table and
pulled my dress over my head so I was naked before him. He traced a finger down
my chest, between my breasts, finally running his finger along my swollen clit.
I couldn’t help but moan and my body shuddered.

 
    “Oh, princess, you’re going to be a
hot quivering mess when I’m done with you.” He kissed my forehead and helped me
up onto the table. When I was laid out before him, he grabbed some ropes from a
drawer nearby and moved around the table, tying down each of my hands. He
tugged on the restraints, making sure they were tight.   “Is that ok? Not too tight?”

 
    I pulled on the ropes. “They are
fine, Sir.” So far he wasn’t doing anything we hadn’t done already, but my
heart started beating faster in anticipation of what to come. For me, that was
always the worst part – the waiting, the wondering of what was coming
next.

 
    “Good.” Paul leaned down and kissed
my lips softly. He walked to the foot of the table and tied my legs down so I
was spread eagle in front of him ..
     
    Paul took a step back and smiled,
his eyes hooded with lust. “Too bad your collar’s at
the club. That’d be the only thing that could make you more beautiful right
now.” My heart soared at his praise. He’d told me often that one of his
favorite things to do was tie me up so I was totally helpless.   “I was going to gag you, but I think I
want to hear you whimper and moan for me tonight.” Paul ran his finger down my
cheek. “Now the real fun can begin. I’ll be right back.”
     
    Paul left the room and I strained to
hear what he was doing, trying to get a clue of where he went. My mind was
racing and my nerves were shot. I watched the ceiling fan above me spinning slowly
around, trying to calm myself to the soft whir of its motor.

 
    He soon returned with a small bag.
Leaning over me, he pulled out a clothespin. I drew in a sharp breath and small
smile broke out across his lips. “Do you remember your safe word, Alex?”

 
    I nodded. The fact that he reminded
me of my safe word had me nervous. Other than the first night we had talked
about it, my safe word has never mentioned again. What was he going to do to