“Are you wearing my gift?”
“Yes, Vanessa.”
“Show me.”
Mel slid off her coat and let it fall to the floor. She did the same with her dress, leaving her standing before Vanessa in nothing but the lingerie gifted to her by the other woman. Vanessa stood up and walked around Mel in a slow circle, inspecting her slight figure from every angle. Under Vanessa’s unwavering gaze, Mel felt even more naked than she was.
“You look divine,” Vanessa said.
Mel’s breath quickened. The hungry look on Vanessa’s face made Mel feel like her prey.
“If I’m going to give you what you crave, you will have to give me something in return,” Vanessa said. “Complete and utter surrender. You will submit to me. You will obey me. You will belong to me in every sense of the word. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Vanessa.”
A slight smile played on Vanessa’s lips. “You’re going to need a safe word. Do you know what that is?”
Mel nodded.
“What will yours be?”
Mel closed her eyes and searched her mind. “Velvet,” she said. Like Vanessa’s smooth, low voice.
“Velvet it is.” Vanessa sat back on the arm of the chair. “Go sit on the bed.”
Mel walked over to the bed. Up close, she saw that each of the four bedposts had a black silk scarf tied to it. Anticipation and anxiety warred in Mel’s mind. She sat down. The mattress was firm and springy.
“There’s a blindfold on the pillow next to you,” Vanessa continued. “Put it on and lie down.”
> Mel picked up the blindfold and tied it around her eyes. Darkness flooded her vision. She lay down on the bed and rested her head on the pillow. The silky bedsheets felt cool against her skin. Vanessa’s bare feet padded against the floorboards as she approached Mel on the bed.
“Raise your arms up to the corners of the bed.” With a practiced hand, Vanessa secured Mel’s wrists to the bedposts, then repeated the process on her ankles.
Mel’s heart pounded. She lay spread-eagled on the bed in nothing but the sheerest of lingerie. She tugged at her bonds to test their strength. In the same moment, Mel realized that she could no longer hear or feel Vanessa’s presence. “Vanessa?”
“I’m right here.” Vanessa’s voice came from somewhere beside Mel. She traced her fingers along Mel’s stomach all the way up to her cheek. “Stop thinking. Stop worrying. Just feel.” Vanessa kissed her gently.
Mel cleared her mind and relaxed her body. She stopped straining to hear, and feel, and see. She surrendered to the darkness and focused her mind on what she could sense. The hammering of her heart, the whoosh of her breath. The scent of Vanessa’s perfume, jasmine and rose. The touch of Vanessa’s fingertips on her skin. It was like she and Vanessa were the only two people in the world.
The bed swayed underneath Mel as Vanessa climbed onto it. Her long, silky hair brushed against Mel’s skin. Vanessa ran her hands over Mel’s body, touching every inch of her skin. Silence hung in the air. Mel didn’t dare speak, fearing that a single word would break the spell.
Vanessa slid her hands up to the clasp at the front of Mel’s bra. With one deft motion, it was undone. Mel’s breasts spilled out of the cups as it fell away. Vanessa caressed them with her hands, her fingertips sweeping over Mel’s nipples.
“How does it feel to be at my mercy?” Vanessa asked.
“Good. So good…” A ripple of delight went through Mel’s body. With her senses dampened, Vanessa’s touch was electric.
Vanessa shifted down the bed and straddled Mel. Her weight was heavy on Mel’s small, bound frame. As Vanessa’s body pressed against hers, she realized that Vanessa was naked. She yearned to break free and tear off the blindfold, and touch and kiss Vanessa’s soft skin. But bound as she was, she could do nothing but lay there. Bound as she was, she was powerless to stop Vanessa. But stopping Vanessa was the last thing she wanted.
Vanessa drew a line of kisses down Mel’s stomach. Mel trembled. Slowly and gingerly, Vanessa untied the ribbons at the sides of Mel’s panties. Mel lifted her hips as Vanessa pulled them out from under her. She felt like a gift that Vanessa was unwrapping. Vanessa slid her hands all the way up the insides of Mel’s legs and dipped her head between Mel’s thighs. Vanessa’s hot breath on Mel’s mound sent a wave of warmth through her. Vanessa kissed the soft, sensitive skin of Mel’s inner thighs. Her kisses turned into nibbles, then gentle bites. Mel groaned and arched herself up toward Vanessa.
“So impatient,” Vanessa said. “You’re not trying to take charge, are you?”
Mel bit her lip. “No, Vanessa.”
“The only sounds I want to hear from you are cries of pleasure.”
Vanessa dragged her fingernails down Mel’s sides and grabbed the other woman’s ass cheeks, pulling Mel harder into her. Finally, she slid her tongue between Mel’s lips and drew it up Mel’s folds, eliciting soft gasps.