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 I don t& hide. It was a lie and she knew it as soon as the words left her mouth.
He pulled on a fitted black t-shirt and approached her calmly. He cupped her face
in his hands.  Indie. It s okay. We don t have to talk about this right now.
He saw too much, read her too well. Part of her wanted to pour out her heart, bare
her soul, but she just couldn t. Not right now. Maybe not ever. Besides they had a party
to get ready for. She should focus on that.
He walked over to a set of drawers toward the back of the closet and opened one.
When he turned he had a black leather collar and two sets of cuffs in his hands.
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 You re going to restrain me with those? Her mind quickly shifted gears.
 I might, he answered.
She waited, expecting him to elaborate, but he didn t.  At the party? In front of
everyone?
 Indigo, do you trust me?
 Yes.
 Then no more questions.
She took a deep, cleansing breath and willed herself to relax. Why did she always
need to know every little detail? Maybe it was her way of trying to hold on to a thread
of control. Where, what, why& for fuck s sake, she couldn t let go even for a minute.
She could lie to herself and hide behind the notion that she didn t want to embarrass
him with her lack of knowledge. He was fully aware of her inexperience. If there was
something he felt she needed to know, he d tell her. She was safe with him. He would
look after her. She needed to trust in that.
She should just& let go.
If only she could place herself in his care and let him worry about the rest. Free. She
would be free without care, without stress, without anxiety. It hit her for the first
time that this was what submission was truly about.
 Lift your hair.
She obeyed.
 Are you nervous? he asked as he wrapped the thick collar around her throat. The
leather smelled earthy and comforting as the O ring jingled from where it hung in the
center. Banner buckled it into place and for just a second, she wished it were hers, not
just a play collar. She understood the significance of it and how sacred it was in a
Dominant/submissive relationship.
Part of her ached to belong to him and dreaded the fact she d be going back to her
mundane life tomorrow. She shoved the thought down where it belonged, buried with
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her fantasies. It was the last night of their arrangement, she didn t want to spend it
wallowing over things she couldn t have.
 A little, but I m in good hands.
He flashed a devastating smile her way as he led her over to the bed.  Yes you are.
Jared s parties are safe, sane and consensual. You can expect that people will be
engaged in all sorts of sordid, kinky things. Jared doesn t have many rules, but those he
does have are strictly enforced. Treat everyone with respect, subs and Doms alike.
Never interrupt someone else s scene. No drugs. And safe words must always be
honored. People who break the rules don t get invited back and invites are very hard to
come by.
 Sit, he commanded and she did. The fleece on the inside of the leather wrist cuffs
was soft against her skin as he fastened them. After they were buckled, he turned them
so that the buckles were on the inside and the D rings faced out. It seemed methodical,
something he d done many times before. With a small bite of jealousy, she wondered
how many subs had worn them before her, and how many would wear them after she
was gone.
He knelt before her and gingerly picked up one of her feet as if it were a delicate
piece of glass. His fingers were soft and light as he fastened a cuff to her ankle. When he
looked up at her, the warmth in his eyes was too real, too honest. She dropped her gaze.
They d slept together, had sex, he d spanked her, but this& this small act seemed so
intimate.
He seemed to sense her withdrawal and buckled the last cuff into place with more
efficiency, less care. Instantly she missed that small bit of warmth. What would she miss
tomorrow or in the weeks to come? The months?
When she looked at him again, the tenderness was gone, but there was desire in its
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