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Snow Bound: The Complete Story
Book: Snow Bound: The Complete Story Read Online Free
Author: Julia P. Lynde
Tags: Romance, BDSM, 2013
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tiger into whose cell I had wandered. My heart was pounding again, and I felt myself growing wet with desire for her.
    She stepped up behind me and whispered in my ear. "Is this what you want?"
    "Yes," I said.
    She pulled my head around and kissed me, her legs pressed against my buttocks, her hands on the back of my neck and my chin. She pushed me away as she broke the kiss.
    "You've never done this before," she said, prowling around me again.
    "No," I said while staring up into her eyes.
    She stopped directly in front of me, facing me. "Head down!" she said. "I told you once."
    I immediately lowered my head.
    "Who is in control?" she asked me.
    "You are."
    Her voice softened. "You taste nice, Allison. I haven't taken anyone in a long time." She laughed. "Maybe a long time at twenty-five won't seem as long when I reach thirty-two."
    "How about thirty-seven?" I asked her.
    She lifted my chin and I stared up into her eyes. "You look damn good for thirty-two. You look amazing for thirty-seven." She bent down and kissed me, softly. When she was done, she pushed my head back down and prowled around me some more.
    Finally she said, "You will wait here, just like you are."
    She didn't want for me to respond. I couldn't see her from the direction I was facing, but I heard her exit the room towards the bedrooms. She closed a bedroom door. It sounded like mine.
    I knelt there, wondering what I was doing, the memory of her kiss telling me exactly what I was doing. I stayed exactly where she'd left me. I didn't understand what I was doing. She was what she said she was: a broken woman. Unless she actually asked for help, I wasn't going to be able to give it to her, and I probably wasn't qualified, all my education to the contrary.
    But god! I wanted her. I wanted her to want me.
    Had it been that long? I guess it had. Was that all this was? An itch to be scratched? I was perfectly capable of scratching that itch without allowing this go further. But I wanted it to go further, I wanted it to go wherever she took it.
    She returned after several minutes. I kept my head bowed and resisted the urge to look at her.
    "Did you look around while I was gone?" she asked me.
    "No. I've been as still as I could be." I paused. "I'm starting to shake. This is an unfamiliar position for me."
    "Don't move," she ordered. "Or I will punish you."
    "Yes, Sarah."
    She stepped very close behind me. Then she wrapped one of my silk scarves around my eyes and tied it. She adjusted it to her satisfaction. Then she knelt behind me and tied silk around my ankles.
    "Scared?" she asked me.
    "No." I licked my lips.
    "Foolish," she said. "I am going to take you to your room, remove every stitch of clothing, except the scarves, of course, then tie you to your bed. Once I've done that, I can do anything I want."
    I thought about it. "Will you hurt me?"
    "I don't know," she said. "Not seriously. Nothing worse than a very severe spanking."
    She began rubbing my bottom. "Would you like that? Would you like a spanking?"
    My voice caught in my throat. "I don't know."
    She stood up then hauled me to my feet. My ankles were tied together with a small amount of travel between them. I could take small steps but not big ones.
    "If you're going to tell me 'no', now is a good time," she said into my ear.
    I didn't respond. She smiled against my ear. "Give me your wrists," she ordered.
    I put my hands behind my back, and she tied a scarf around them. I wriggled them when she was done. I didn't think I was going to work them loose.
    "If I go too far," she said into my ear. "You will say 'octopus'. Say it now."
    "Octopus," I said softly.
    "Again," she said. "Like you mean it."
    "Octopus. Octopus."
    She tugged on my arm and began pulling me along. I struggled to keep up with her demands, taking such small steps. From the sounds, I could tell when we'd moved into the hallway leading to the bedrooms. She shoved me against a wall and attacked my lips again. I parted instantly for her and
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