Helen glared at him, but lifted her head. “I’m doing this because I don’t have a choice. But as soon as I’m free, I’m calling a psychiatrist for you.”
“Whatever.” Andrew tied the blindfold tight over her eyes. “Can you see anything?”
“No. I’m wearing a blindfold.”
Andrew studied her for a moment before he decided he’d better check. “How many fingers am I holding up?”
She ignored him and ground her teeth together. Fine. He’d just assume she couldn’t see. He stomped back to the bag. Where were his note cards? They weren’t in the bag. He patted his pockets and found them in the inside of his jacket. He read the first one. Cuffs? Check. Blindfold? Check.
He cleared his throat. “You need to pick a safe word.”
“What on earth is a safe word?”
He smothered a sigh. This was proving to be more work than he thought it’d be. “It’s a word you use when you want things to stop.”
“How about I use the word ‘stop’?” She sounded sarcastic.
“T
hat’s not how it works. You need a word that you wouldn’t normally use during sex.”
“Fine. How about ‘dumbass’?”
“I don’t think you’re getting into the spirit of this.”
“Really? You think?”
“Fine. Dumbass it is.” There was no dealing with her when she was in this mood. “If you use your safe word, everything stops.”
“Good.” She took a deep breath. “Dumbass,” she shouted.
Andrew wasn’t sure what to do next. This was not going the way it did in the books. He consulted his note cards. There wasn’t anything on there about her saying her safe word before things started. Should he just stop?
“Why aren’t you releasing me, dumbass?”
He wasn’t sure what to say. This didn’t happen in any of the books he’d read. “I’ve decided that you don’t need a safe word.”
“That’s a surprise.” She didn’t sound surprised.
Andrew threw the card with the advice on safe words over his shoulder. What was next? Oh yeah. Delayed orgasm.
“Okay.” He eyed his wife. She didn’t look turned on. She looked tense and resigned. He got the distinct impression she was enduring this. “I’m going to play with you for a while. You are mine to enjoy and you will not have an orgasm. If you do, you will be punished.” He paused and read his card. He was supposed to deepen his voice and sound more commanding. He did just that. “Do you hear me, Helen? You will not have an orgasm unless I give you permission.”
He held his breath while he waited to see what she would do. Her shoulders started to shake. Her lips tightened. Oh no. She was crying. He sprang forward to release her when her lips tipped into a grin and she burst out laughing.
Andrew glared at her. “You will not laugh at your master.”
The laughing got louder. Tears started to roll down her cheeks. What the hell was he supposed to do about this?
“This is insubordination. You will be punished.”
“Oh, stop it. You’re making my stomach hurt.”
“That’s it. I warned you.” He lifted her ankles high in the air and swatted her backside.
Helen laughed so hard she started to wheeze.
“I’m serious here.” He smacked her again.