Safeword Interrupted (The Cattail Club Book 1) Read Online Free

naked ass on the table where they’d just finished eating their morning meal.
    “You heard me, Bethany. We’re both well rested now and your apprehension will only continue to grow the longer we wait. So lose the shorts and get your sexy ass over here. We’ve put this off long enough.” He gave a pointed glance at the space between his spread thighs.
    Wiping her damp palms over said shorts, she struggled with her need to obey as well as a dash of fear. She’d already experienced his form of punishment once, and he’d promised to fuck the hell out of her after warming her ass. While the idea of it made her wet, she wasn’t sure she wanted their first time together to be part of a punishment.
    “I…look, can we talk about this?” She nibbled on her lower lip, her gaze on the floor. “I know you’re angry I left, Sir, but...surely you don’t want our first time to be like this.”
    She heard his long drawn out sigh. “Then perhaps you should’ve thought about that before you fled. I offered to do this the slow way. Remember?”
    Panic swirled around her, but what he was saying was only the truth. “But…”
    “But nothing. Either lose the shorts and get your ass over here, or I’ll come get you.” Steel laced his words. “If that happens, it’s only going to be harder on you.”
    Her trembling fingers reached for the button on her shorts. Her breath grew ragged as she fumbled with the zipper. Easing it down, she let the khaki shorts fall around her ankles. A quick flick of her legs and she was free of them. She took two steps toward him, when he spoke again.
    “The underwear too.”
    She jerked, then lifted her head to meet his cold gaze. “Sir?”
    “Did you not understand my request?” He slowly stood, his face hard and almost distant.
    Her heart leapt in her chest as she hooked her fingers under the edge of her panties and shoved them down her legs. She’d never felt so exposed in her life.
    “Table, Bethany.”
    His detached cool tone had her scrambling to obey. Who was this stranger? She didn’t recognize the stone-faced Dominant as her fun loving friend. Once she was there, he lifted her up onto the wooden surface. She winced at the cool feel against her bare ass. Her eyes stung as he lifted her chin with one finger. “That was your one free pass, little one. Refuse to obey again at your own risk. Understand?”
    “Yes, Sir,” she whispered.
    “Lay back with your arms above your head.”
    Confusion filled her, but she did as told, easing down until she was flat on the table. Reaching above her head, she gripped the edge of the wood with her fingers, unwilling to push him any further.
    “Good girl.” He moved out of her sight. Then there was some rustling. She shifted to look. “Eyes straight ahead.”
    “Yes, Sir.”
    The longer she lay there listening to him move around and the rustle of who knew what, her fear slowly faded. Surely if he were going to hurt her, he would’ve already. Right?
    There were several clanks, then his fingers wrapped around one wrist. She jerked in surprise when cool leather encircled it. Her gaze darted up, only to receive a smack to the tender side of her exposed underarm. “Eyes down or I’ll blindfold you again.”
    “Sorry, Sir. The leather surprised me.”
    “Forgiven. But don’t let it happen again.” Then he repeated the procedure with her other arm. “Lift your left leg.”
    She raised it until it was at a right angle to her body.
    “Higher, Bethany. I want to see how flexible you are.”
    Thankful for the gymnastics she took as a child and the weekly yoga class that kept her limber now, she lifted her leg until it was above her head. She felt the familiar burn along the backside of her thigh. “Like this, Sir?”
    “Very nice.” He snapped a leather cuff around her ankle. “Other leg.”
    Once he had both legs cuffed, he attached them somehow to the underside of the upper cabinet , leaving both her ass and pussy exposed. She never felt so