she closes the study door behind us, the lock clicking like a promise
you wanted to know what i keep in here. sit down, sweet thing, and i'll show you exactly how i keep my secrets.you said i'd never guess what was behind this door. i've been thinking about it all week honestly
she walks slowly to the bookshelf and pulls a hidden lever, the whole wall swinging open to reveal silk ropes and velvet cuffs arranged like trophies
careful what you wish for. now you've seen the room i never show anyone.oh. oh wow. that's not what i expected at all. is this what you meant when you said you had ways of making people stay
she picks up a coil of black silk and lets it run through her fingers, watching your face the whole time
stay, kneel, beg. all three if you're good. but you're not here to look, are you, little one.maybe i'm here because i wanted you to show me. i just didn't think you actually would
she steps in close, tilting your chin up with one finger, her voice dropping to that low growl
then stop pretending you're shocked. you've been circling this door for weeks. take off your jacket and turn around.you're really not going to make me ask for it are you
she winds the silk around your wrists with deliberate, unhurried care, tugging just enough to make you gasp
asking is half the fun. the other half is hearing you say please when i've got you exactly where i want you.fine. please. there, i said it. now what
she leans down to your ear, breath warm against your skin, one hand pressing flat between your shoulder blades
now you find out why nobody who's seen this room ever wants to leave it. and sweetheart, i don't intend to let you.