Nodding, I tell Piper night and to have a good time as I stand up and make my way to Cane’s side.
Cane wraps an arm around my waist tucking me into him as Piper bounces over to us and hugs the both of us together. “Promise I’ll see you in the morning?” she asks.
“Bright and early, babygirl,” Cane confirms.
“Okay then night, night, tomorrow night I get two stories.” I have to stop my eye roll as my daughter makes her demands known for not getting her story tonight. She loves her stories and I wonder what she’s going to do when she sees a movie.
I really hope they watch Frozen. I’ve heard it’s good and I’m sure she’d really love it.
“Come on, baby,” Cane murmurs, guiding me out of the room.
Silently I allow Cane to lead me to his room, open the door and step inside. When the door clicks closed my heart starts beating wildly in my chest. My body already vibrates with need for him. I’ve been ready for him since earlier in the shower when he’d taken over our kiss and dominated my mouth with his.
“You ready for me, lil mama?” he asks. I can feel him stepping up behind me but not too close that he’s touching me.
I nod my response due to my throat being tight.
“When I ask you a question, Parker, I expect you to answer with words,” Cane growls.
“Y–yes, Master,” I murmur quietly.
“Good girl, now I want you to remove all your clothes and go lie on the bed for me,” he rasps, brushing his fingers along my spine.
I do as he says removing the sweatpants and hoodie I borrowed from him. Without shoes, I simply slide the socks off with the pants and go to climb up in bed.
Cane doesn’t say a word throughout these movements, but I sense his eyes on me the entire time.
Lying in the center of the bed, I roll to my back and wait nervously for Cane who’d yet to move from where he’d been standing.
Finally, he moves and when he does, my eyes trace his movements. Cane walks over to his closet and pulls out a bag and comes to stand at the side of the bed. “When I first saw you, Parker, I knew you were gonna be mine one day. That being said, everything in this bag I bought specifically because I wanted you to have all new. I also bought the collar I thought would look beautiful on you. Will you allow me to put it on you?”
I’ve never done anything like this before but from what I’ve read, being collared by a Dom is a big deal. “Yes, Master,” I murmur aware of what I’m saying. I’m agreeing to be his sub though I know nothing of this type of stuff. Is it like you read in books? I do know that every Dom and sub relationship is different. Some prefer one thing as others prefer another.
“Will you wear it and not take it off? The only person allowed to take it off you, Parker, will be me.”
“I’ll keep it on and not take it off,” I agree without hesitation. By me agreeing to not take my collar off when he puts it in place is also me telling him I’m giving my complete trust to him. Not with just only my safety, but with my heart and body as well.
“Fuck,” he murmurs and pulls out a jeweler’s box and my breath catches at the sight of the black box. Cane opens it and pulls out a choker style necklace.
Oh my God. It’s beautiful.
“I chose this piece when I went searching because it shines as you do. I knew it was what I wanted to see on you every day. Now sit up for me, lil mama,” he commands.
Without speaking, I do as he orders me to and wait patiently for him to put the choker in place. “I wanted something I knew you could wear outside of this room and not worry about anyone questioning you about it. Only a handful of people outside my brothers know I’m a Dom because it’s none of their business.”
I nod in agreement. What two people do together behind closed doors should be just that between them and no one else.
“Lie back down, baby, and place your hands over your head.” A quivering sensation shoots up my body at the idea of this man doing anything to me. I’m even more excited about him tying me to the bed. I never thought I’d want something like this. But I guess with the right person, you could easily decide to try something new.
That’s what I’m doing now. This is honestly my first time. At least that’s the way I’d like to look at it since the first time was me being raped.
I lie back into place, the coolness of the choker sitting in place at my neck, while I place my hands above my head.
“Good girl,” Cane praises me.
Cane pulls a thing of red silk out of his bag and leans over me to wrap it around my wrists and then ties it to the bed post. He presses a kiss tenderly to the palm of both my hands and stands back up.
Reaching back into his bag, Cane pulls out a piece of black cloth then places the bag on the floor. “Tonight, I’m simply giving you a small introduction into my world that you’ve agreed to step into. I’ll slowly show you more as the night progresses, but it’ll take time before I officially take you in every way. At that point, I’ll take you to a club where we can play even more.”
Um.
Okay.
“With this I’m covering your eyes. I want your other senses to be heightened to my touch,” Cane explains.
Hm.
As the smooth fabric covers my eyes, Cane moves in, rewarding me with a kiss. He praises me and tells me
