Being Hers (Irresistibly Bound 1)

Mel smiled. So Vanessa knew how much that riding crop had occupied her mind.

Strap-ons? Vanessa didn’t bother to add which end of the strap-on she expected Mel to be on.

Yes. But I’ve never used one before, she admitted. She’d never done any of this before. Kim, her only ex-girlfriend, had been disgusted by the idea of using even the most vanilla of sex toys. Mel had had other casual partners since then, but she’d never felt comfortable enough with them to ask for what she really wanted.

Noted. I have to go prepare for a meeting. But you’ve earned a reward for your obedience. You’ll receive it shortly. V.

What did that mean? Was Vanessa finally back? Mel wanted to ask, but she knew better. The first time she had asked, Vanessa had told her to be patient. The second time, Vanessa had threatened to punish her if she asked again. Mel wasn’t sure whether or not she was joking.

Mel put down her phone and walked into the bathroom. She stripped off her clothes and turned on the shower. Cold water only. As she washed the sweat from her skin, she wondered: did Vanessa expect her to crack? Should Mel want to disobey her to see what Vanessa would do? She was torn between her growing need and her strong compulsion to obey Vanessa.

As Mel was drying herself off, there was a knock on the door. Mel’s heart leapt. It had to be Vanessa’s ‘reward.’ She wrapped her towel around herself and hurried to the door.

“Hello, Melanie.” The well-dressed woman from the other week stood in her doorway.

“Hi.” Mel’s eyes were drawn to the package in the woman’s hand.

“From Ms. Harper.” The woman handed her the box.

“Thanks.”

Did this woman know what was going on between Mel and Vanessa? Did she know what was in these packages? She constantly maintained a professional demeanor, so it was hard to tell. She and Vanessa had that in common.

The woman nodded and turned to leave.

“Wait,” Mel said.

“Yes?”

“Is Vanessa back from her business trip?” Mel didn’t even know who this woman was in relation to Vanessa, but there was a chance that she knew.

“Not yet.” The woman said, a hint of a smile in her eyes.

“Oh.” Mel considered asking if she knew when Vanessa would be back, but thought better of it. “Thanks.”

The woman gave Mel a cordial nod and walked off down the hallway.

Mel raced back into her apartment and sat down on her bed, the black box on her lap. She still felt slightly uncomfortable receiving expensive gifts. But if the last gift was any indication, this one would be as much for Vanessa’s benefit as Mel’s.

Mel untied the ribbon and lifted the lid. The scent of leather rose from the box. She ripped back the tissue paper. Unsurprisingly, the box contained another set of lingerie. But sitting on top of it were two thick leather cuffs. Mel picked them up. They were black with red lining, and each cuff had a metal ring attached to it. They were the perfect size for Mel’s wrists.

Mel’s phone buzzed. Did you receive your reward?

Yes, Mel wrote back. The timing of the text suggested that Vanessa already knew the answer to her question. Had the woman informed Vanessa that she had made the delivery?

Another message came through. Try them on. The cuffs too.

Mel had forgotten all about the lingerie. She pulled the matching bra and panties out of the box. They were made of black lace, so delicate that Mel feared that they would tear at the slightest touch. Both the bra and panties had several thin straps attached at various points around the top and sides. Mel removed her towel and put the lingerie on. It wasn’t easy with all the straps. She buckled the cuffs around her wrists snugly.

Mel turned to the mirror. She was surprised by what she saw. Her long dark hair, still damp from the shower, was tied up in a messy bun, leaving her shoulders and chest bare. The straps on the bra crisscrossed across the tops of her breasts. The Brazilian panties covered only the tops of her ass cheeks.

Mel liked the way the lingerie looked on her. She liked the way it made her feel. Sexy. Powerfully so. Would Vanessa find her irresistible in it? There was something exciting about the idea that she could drive Vanessa wild in her own way.

Another text arrived. Send me a picture.

Mel smiled. She snapped a photo in the mirror with her phone and sent it to Vanessa. She waited. A minute passed, then two, then five. Her impatience got the best of her. Did you get it?

Yes. You look ravishing. I’m going to enjoy making you come apart. V.