Starboard (Anchored 1)

“Please,” I groan.

“Please what?”

“Please don’t stop.”

“Sadly,” he pulls away and dangles the clamps in front of me. “It’s time for these, beautiful.”

Carefully, he attaches the clamps to each of my nipples. I bite my lip as he does. They’re connected by a little chain and he pulls it a little.

“Too tight?” He asks, looking up at me.

“It hurts,” I whisper. “But it’s not too tight.”

“It’s supposed to hurt a little bit.”

I pout, and he kisses me on the cheek.

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“Be a good girl,” he says. “I’ll reward you. I promise.” Zack turns back to the pile of toys and brings out some cuffs. I knew this moment was coming, but now I’m not nervous or anxious. I’m just excited. I’m ready.

I hold out my wrists and he puts the cuffs on, then attaches them to each other.

“Arms up,” he says, and he hooks my arms above my head to the center of the bed frame. There’s a hook there for moments like this. Not that I’ve played at home, but I put the hook there awhile ago because I wanted to be prepared just in case. I guess I was hopeful that someday, I’d find someone worth playing with, and I wanted to be ready.

“You look lovely,” Zack says, admiring me. “But I want this skirt off.” I lift my hips and he pulls my skirt down, revealing the rest of my body. He’s seen it all by now, but somehow, being naked in front of him, I feel a little vulnerable. The way he’s looking at me, though, is like he just can’t get enough.

I spread my legs a little, giving him a better view.

“You’re fucking incredible,” he says. “You know that?”

I don’t say anything. I just focus on breathing in and out and not dying from desire because I want to beg Zack to fuck me right now. I’m tired of waiting. I’m so wet that my thighs are slick with my juices. I’m more turned on than I’ve ever been in my life and right now, I just want him inside of me.

I know enough about Doms to know that begging isn’t going to get me anywhere, though, so I wait patiently, quietly, while he turns back to his pile of toys.

“A vibrator,” he holds up a pink one. “I like it.” He turns it on and drags it slowly up my leg: first one, and then the other. I quiver, but I don’t beg. He teases the vibrator closer and closer to my pussy. I’m so horny that by the time he finally presses it to my clit, I come instantly: hard and fast. I groan, writhing against the restraints, shaking as the orgasm takes control of my body.

“Fuck, baby,” he says, dropping the vibrator to the side. “That was fucking hot. I was going to torture you a little more, but I think you’ve had enough for one night.”

“Please,” now I beg. Now I ask him. Now I give up on trying to be strong. Now I need him more than I’ve needed anything in my damn life. “Zack,” I beg him. I beg my Dom. “I need you inside of me.”

Chapter 14

Zack

Christina is laid out on her bed and all I can think about is getting inside of her. I should play with her more, tease her more, but I can’t.

I can’t wait another second.

If I don’t get inside of her right now, I’m going to die.

“Do you have condoms?” I ask, suddenly realizing I don’t have one with me. She nods.

“Nightstand,” she says. I reach for the drawer and grab one from the box. Tearing open the foil, I slide the condom over my length. “I’ll go on the pill if you like,” Christina tells me quietly.

“Why’s that, baby?”

“So you can be inside of me without anything between us.”