A Taste of Sir (Doms of Decadence 6)

“What if the sub wants the rope to be tighter?” someone asked.

“You can tighten the rope, of course. But that means you’ll have to be even more vigilant at checking on your sub. You run the risk of cutting off circulation and nerve damage so keep them bound for a shorter amount of time. Don’t ever leave them alone. As a Dom it’s up to you to protect your sub. Even from themselves. Some subs won’t know that enough is enough and that’s when you step in. Safety first. Always have something close by to cut the ropes. Like EMT scissors, which have a flat side that can go under the rope and along the skin without hurting your sub.

“Lacey? Take a look at yourself.”

When she opened her eyes, someone stood in front of her, holding up a mirror so she could see the ropes wrapped around her. She was shocked to see herself looking so relaxed. The rope looked somewhat like a spider’s web. Intricate and beautiful. There was a loop just below her breasts that had lengths of rope coming off it down her stomach. Another loop of rope went around her lower hips.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?”

“Yes. Sir,” she whispered back.

The person with the mirror stepped back.

“Close your eyes again,” he told her.

She quickly complied.

“Now I’ll wrap her breasts, creating enough pressure to arouse, almost to the point of pain.”

Gray wrapped the rope around her breasts, almost squeezing them. Her nipples hardened, her breathing quickening. As she inhaled, the ropes tightened ever so slightly, adding to her pleasure. Her mind drifted slightly.

He pulled at the rope, tightening it even further, and she gasped at the bite of pain. Then he lightly ran his fingers over her hard nipples, and arousal flooded her body.

“Create patterns with the rope that follow the lines of your sub’s body. You can place knots in places that can both stimulate and frustrate. See the knot I created here?” He moved in front of her, showing a piece of rope to his audience. Then he turned back to her and looped one end around the rope that was already wrapped around her torso.

“Move your legs apart, Lacey.”

She separated her legs, and he pulled the rope up between her open legs then moved behind her once more. When he tugged on the rope, a well-placed knot rubbed against her clit.

“Oh, God,” she groaned.

The audience laughed quietly.

He tugged again and she whimpered.

“See what I mean?” he asked. “Now, my sub looks pretty happy, wouldn’t you say? Her cheeks are flushed, and her breathing is coming quickly but not so fast that it would indicate she’s panicking. Shibari can be an excellent way of achieving subspace, also known as being rope drunk. How are you feeling, Lacey?”

Like she was flying. She swayed slightly, the rush of endorphins made her head swim. “I feel amazing.”

The laughter barely penetrated this time. She was safe in her little bubble. A place she never wanted to leave.

She heard Gray speak, but she couldn’t make out what he was saying. There was a tugging on the rope, but she paid little attention. She felt so good, so safe she wished she could just stay there forever.

Damn, she’d hit subspace fast. The crowd clapped quietly. He’d deliberately kept things simple, not knowing how she’d react, but also wanting to demonstrate a few different knots and techniques. As he unwound the rope, he kept a close eye on her. He had the scissors close by, but he didn’t think it was necessary to cut her out.

Javier moved close as the crowd dispersed. “Do you want some help?”

No.

He was shocked by his desire to keep her to himself. To not allow anyone else to place their hands on her. Get a grip on yourself, man. Her wellbeing came before any petty feelings of jealousy.

“Yes, thanks. Can you untie her arms?” They worked together, and soon had her freed. Gray picked her up, surprised at how light she felt. She leaned into him with a soft murmur, her head falling against his chest so trustingly.

“Go, take care of her. I’ll tidy up here,” Javier told him.

“Thanks, man.”

He moved over to a quiet corner and sat on an empty sofa. One of the subs who worked for the club brought him a blanket and a bottle of water.