Office Pet

“Why the secrecy?” I snapped. “Why not tell me what’s happening and what we’re doing, or going to do?”

“Where would be the fun in that,” he replied.

“It would stop me worrying that I was about to join a sex cult.”

Kane was silent for a few minutes. When he spoke again his voice was even and quiet. “I asked if you trusted me and you said you did. Before we go any further, I need to know you believe that.”

Despite the blindfold, I moved my head towards his voice and up, as if I could look into his eyes. “I do believe it,” I said sincerely. “It’s just… I’m just unnerved and frustrated. That and it’s been a hellish two weeks wearing this thing.” I gestured towards my crotch. “Do you have any idea how hard this has been?”

Kane chuckled slightly. “I have an idea. I trust that you’ve behaved yourself?”

“By ‘behaved myself,’ do you mean did I try to get this damn belt off? I didn’t.”

“I know you didn’t. If you had, I would have known. An alarm would’ve alerted me.”

“I should have known.” I crossed my arms in front of my chest.

He came closer, and goosebumps dotted my skin at his nearness. I wanted to rip the blindfold off so I could see him. I ached to reach out so I could touch him.

“Are you ready to join the party?” he asked, taking my hand and giving it a gentle kiss.

“There are people here?” My nervousness overcame me, and I started to shake.

“A few of my trusted friends.”

I tugged at my plain, black dress. “I wish you’d given me a heads up. I’m not dressed for a party.”

He started to lead me towards the music. “You won’t stay dressed for long.”

“Woah there, cowboy.” I stopped in my tracks and pulled my hand from his. “Back up. I didn’t agree to get naked with anyone else. Is that part of the initiation? Because if it is, you can forget about it. Exhibitionism isn’t my thing.”

“Wait and see.”

He wrapped a hand around the back of my neck in a possessive gesture, and it was all I could do not to beg him to take me there and then. The warmth of his hand on my skin lit a raging fire inside of me.

He guided me inside. Glasses clinked, and people chit-chatted, but since I couldn’t see a single thing, I had to rely on my ears. Not that I could make out any of the conversations because the music was too loud.

Kane hooked an arm around my waist and continued to guide me.

“Can I take the blindfold off?” I begged.

“Soon.”

I tried to relax as he led me deeper into the house. In the space of two weeks, my life had changed beyond recognition. I’d gone from clubbing with my friends on a Saturday night to attending a soiree by the ocean where I was about to be initiated into a sect of some sort.

What would happen from here on out? In a month? In three months? In a year? As time passed, would he expect me to have sex with other people? I swallowed hard, dreading the answer to that last question.

He kept guiding me until the sound of the voices drifted away.

“Where are we going?” It was pointless asking because he wouldn’t give me any answers, but being a naturally curious person aka nosey, I couldn’t help but ask.

He gave my waist a quick squeeze. “Haven’t you learned not to ask questions because you’re not going to get any answers?”

I nodded but continued asking anyway, “What can you tell me about the initiation ceremony?”

“I can tell you’re nervous and panicked. There’s no need.”

“That’s okay for you to say,” I mumbled.

“We’re about to walk down some stairs. Let me guide you.”

“Are we at your house?” I asked.

“Yes,” was the only reply I got.

“Does the initiation take place in front of other people, because if it does, I don’t want that.”

He pulled me closer into his body; my curves pushed up against his hard muscles. His hands traced my chin and jerked it up towards his face—or what I assumed was his face. “It’s not for you to decide what you want. No more talking,” he ordered. “All I ask is that you trust me.” His lips met mine in a quick, light kiss. It was infuriating.

As hard as it was not to ask any more questions, I bit my tongue and kept quiet. Not an easy feat for me.

“We’re coming to the last step then we’re going to walk forward about ten more feet.”

I allowed him to steer me forward. When we stopped walking, I heard hushed voices, but I couldn’t guess how many people were there. It felt like we were in a large room. Some of the windows were cracked and I could feel the cool breeze of the night air seeping in just slightly.