Ruby smiled. “That sounds perfect.”
As they left the park and headed toward home, the anxiety in Ruby’s stomach turned to butterflies. She’d definitely fallen for Yvonne.
But was it possible that Yvonne, a woman so guarded with her heart, felt the same way Ruby did?
Chapter 21
Yvonne stood in her darkened living room. It was late at night, and she’d just arrived home as silently as possible. Ruby was in her bedroom waiting for Yvonne, just like Yvonne had told her to an hour ago. That was plenty of time to get her all worked up for what was to come.
Ruby had done her ‘homework’. She’d written down exactly what she wanted from Yvonne. Tonight, they were going to live out Ruby’s fantasy.
And it left Yvonne feeling unsettled.
It wasn’t that she felt uncomfortable with what Ruby was asking of her, or that she had any reservations about continuing their Dominant/submissive relationship. They were being extra careful. After the other night, Yvonne had given Ruby a long lecture about limits, trust, the importance of communication, including using her safeword.
Yvonne wasn’t taking any chances. She’d made sure Ruby knew she had outs, and she was prepared to call things off at the first sign of trouble. She was confident that Ruby wouldn’t try to push herself further than she could handle. She trusted Ruby when she said that this was what she wanted.
No, the reason Yvonne was nervous was because she’d never, ever let a submissive have so much control. She’d never given a submissive the freedom to dictate terms. While Yvonne always made sure her submissive’s needs were met, it was on Yvonne’s terms, not theirs.
But tonight, Ruby held the whip. Tonight, Yvonne was hers. And Yvonne wanted this.
That excited her as much as it scared her. Yvonne’s insistence on always calling the shots was her way of keeping control of the situation. Her insistence on not bowing to her submissive’s desires was a way to keep them at arm’s length, just like everyone else in her life. Ruby was no exception.
What would it feel like to let Ruby in? That was the ultimate surrender, wasn’t it? To let someone in, physically, mentally, emotionally? To give Ruby parts of herself she’d never given anyone else? She’d already come close to doing so more than once. It was just so easy with Ruby. She had this way of slipping under Yvonne’s guard, of making her feel all the things she never allowed herself to feel, making her want things she’d never let herself want.
Yvonne didn’t like feeling this way. It made her vulnerable, all the more likely to get hurt. Because that was what always happened in the end. People always hurt her.
It was easier to not let anyone in in the first place.
Yvonne took the sheet of paper Ruby had written her ‘homework’ on out of her pocket and unfolded it, scanning it once more. At first, Yvonne had been surprised by what Ruby wanted, but the more she thought about it, the more she understood. Ruby had had the joy of total submission stolen from her by someone who had taken advantage of her.
Tonight, Ruby wanted to take that back.
That Ruby trusted Yvonne enough to let this hidden fantasy of hers play out set Yvonne’s heart alight. When she’d given Ruby this task, handing control over to her, Yvonne had simply seen it as a way to reestablish the trust between them. But Ruby was asking for something bigger than that, whether she knew it or not.
Ruby trusted Yvonne to do this with her and keep her safe, despite everything she’d been through, despite having her trust betrayed by someone before. It meant Yvonne had to be more careful. It meant she couldn’t continue approaching their relationship as she had been, like it was a transaction with clearly defined rules. Rules meant nothing when emotions were involved. Emotions made it far easier for someone to get hurt.
And after everything Ruby had been through, how could there not be emotions involved in every interaction she had with Yvonne, whether it was as escort and client, or Dominant and submissive?
Yvonne folded up the piece of paper and returned it to her pocket. She’d left Ruby waiting long enough.
Chapter 22
The floorboards creaked outside Ruby’s bedroom door. Her breath caught in her throat. Was her Mistress at the door, coming to give Ruby what she wanted more than anything?
She got up from the bed. “Yvonne?”
There was no answer.
Ruby crept to the door. Before she could open it, it flung open. She only had a second to register Yvonne’s presence along with the leather bag she was holding before Yvonne dropped the bag to the floor, seized Ruby by the shoulders and pushed her hard against the wall beside the door.
Ruby gasped. “Y-”
Yvonne put a hand over Ruby’s mouth. “Don’t. Say. A word.”
Ruby nodded slowly.
Yvonne shut the door beside her and locked it, before turning back to Ruby. Ruby’s heart raced. The thirst in the other woman’s eyes made their depths seem endless.
Suddenly, Yvonne spun Ruby around, pinning her against the wall with her body. Her breasts pressed into Ruby’s back, her hot breath burning the side of Ruby’s face.
“Don’t speak,” Yvonne growled softly. “Don’t move. Don’t do anything unless I tell you to.”
Ruby shut her eyes, desire lighting her up from within. Yvonne grabbed Ruby’s hip with one hand and slid the other inside the front of Ruby’s panties, cupping her roughly between her thighs. Ruby drew in a long, slow breath. She’d never gotten so wet so quickly.
Yvonne spoke into Ruby’s ear. “Tonight, you’re all mine. Tonight, you’re nothing other than my toy, my plaything. Do you understand?”
Ruby nodded. She was Yvonne’s captive.
There was nothing she wanted more.
Yvonne dragged Ruby to the bed, tossing her onto it. Then she grabbed the leather bag and dropped it on the floor next to the bed, opening it up and producing several coils of rope.
She set them on
