He let Daniel go and they saw Alex standing there looking adorable and timid, twisting her hands nervously in front of her. Daniel picked up the belt again. “Come here. Take off your shirt. We’re going to wait on the plug for now. You can get used to the belt by itself first.”
Relief washed over Alex’s face. One never had to wonder what she was thinking, Liam grinned to himself. She pulled the tiny tank top over her head and shook her hair from her face.
Daniel fitted the strap between her legs, positioning the thick leather codpiece over her sex and sliding the back codpiece over the thin leather strip he fitted between her cheeks. He tightened the belt around her narrow waist and locked it into place above either hip. A third silver lock bumped provocatively against her leather-covered sex.
They both stood back, admiring how hot she looked. Liam turned to Daniel. “Maybe I should get one for you too, hmm?”
“If it pleases you, Sir,” Daniel said huskily. Though he knew Daniel far better than Alex, Daniel wasn’t nearly as easy to read. His cock was erect in his shorts but then his cock was almost always erect when Liam was around, a fact that pleased him enormously.
Liam glanced at his watch. “I have to go, damn it, or I’ll miss the train. I’ll try to get away early.” He kissed Daniel on the lips and leaned down to brush Alex’s cheek. They followed him from the kitchen to the front hall.
He lifted the briefcase Daniel had placed on the side table beside the door and stood still a moment, wavering. Forcing himself to be a grown-up, he said lightly, “I’ll see you two tonight. Be good.”
Chapter 5
Daniel folded in the heavy cream and bit of orange peel, dipped his finger into the cheesecake batter and tasted it. Perfect. He was just pouring the mixture onto the shortbread crust he’d made in advance when his cell phone rang.
He wiped his hands on the back of his shorts and reached for the ringing phone, answering without looking at the screen. “Daniel Spencer.”
“Hey, Dan, it’s Scott. How are you?”
Scott Jordan had purchased Daniel’s landscaping business six months before at a substantial profit to Daniel. As part of the agreement, Daniel remained on the books as a consultant, offering his expertise and connections in the business on some of the larger projects Scott brought in.
“Hey, Scott. How’s it going?”
“Going great. We have more business than we can handle. I’m thinking of adding two more fulltime guys. That’s why I’m calling, actually. We just got a big project and it’s right in your neck of the woods. Some muckety-muck from the city bought himself a six-million-dollar beachfront villa in Westport and his wife doesn’t like the landscaping that’s there now. She wants to tear up the place and give it her own unique stamp, her words. That’s where you come in, buddy. I’d appreciate it if you could meet with her, get a better idea of what it is she wants and work that magic of yours.”
“Sure. When did you have in mind?”
“Next Monday okay? Mrs. Carson says she’ll be available any time after that date. I could give you her number and you could work directly with her, if that’s okay.”
“Not a problem. Go ahead, I’m ready.”
Scott gave him the number, made some small talk and rang off. Daniel finished transferring the cheesecake batter into the springform pan and placed it carefully into the oven. He set the timer and stood back thinking about his next chore.
“Sir?” He turned to see Alex standing in the kitchen door, her legs crossed, her hands pressed against the leather codpiece on her chastity belt. “I need to pee.”
He led her to the small bathroom off the front hall. Kneeling in front of her, he lifted the chain over his head and used the key to unlock the chastity belt. There was a red mark around her waist where the leather had been cinched. He made a mental note not to put in on quite so tight when she was done peeing.
She stood uncertainly, watching him. “What?” he asked.
“I have to pee.”
“I’m not stopping you. Go ahead.”
Alex bit her lip and nodded. Daniel was amused as he watched her twisting and squirming her way toward the toilet.
On a sudden evil whim, he added, “Lift the seat. Then straddle the toilet so I can see you pissing. It’s a good lesson in letting go of your modesty.”
Alex’s cheeks suffused with blood but she obeyed him. After a few seconds the urine streamed down between her legs, splashing into the water. Still blushing, she reached for the toilet paper.
Daniel’s cock had hardened while he watched her pee. It wasn’t that he was into water sports. It was more the thrill of her vulnerability. She had been forced to commit this very private act in front of him as a gesture of her submission to him.