Chapter 19 - 19

I put my hands to the sides of my pants and slowly pushed them down. When I had pushed them all the way to the ground, I felt his firm hand caress my ass. I gasped and would have shot back upright if his other hand hadn't landed on the middle of my back to hold me down.

"You have a beautiful ass, Mia. I can't wait to see it turn pink under my hand," he said running his hand along each tingling cheek. He slapped it briefly causing me to let out a small shriek.

"Yes, see how easily it pinks? That is incredible," his voice sounded awestruck.

He let go of my back, but I stayed that way for a moment not daring to move. I must have guessed right because he rubbed my cheeks one more time before telling me to rise.

He stepped around in front of me and began to pace around me as I stood up, he continued to walk around me silently looking me up and down quietly. He made four or five complete laps without saying a word and it drove me crazy. Anxiety and silence caused me to start fidgeting. He grabbed my shoulders and physically made me stop my twitching.

"I told you to stand up not jump around, little sub. Stand still," he said sounding exasperatedly amused.

I repositioned my feet and tried to stand as motionless as I could manage as he looped around me a few more times.

"Good, we have some rules and things I will expect from you. Because you are my sub," Reed said stopping in front of me. "Rule number one: You do what you're told when you're told. Rule number two: I will come by every morning before you head to work to pick out your clothes for the day. In fact, this weekend I'll be picking you up and take you shopping for more clothes. Yours thus far have me believing your closet is woefully lacking in the dress department.”

"Reed, you really don't have to do that. I'll go shopping by myself tomorrow after work and pick out a few things," I protested.

He stopped his pacing in front of me and gave me a look told me to close my mouth.

"Rule number three: unless I say otherwise you will address me as Sir or Master. The only times you will be able to use my given name is if we are at work or out somewhere other than the club. Is that understood?”

"Yes, Sir," I answered dutifully.

"Good. Now I want to take you shopping, I find I like the idea of watching you try on the clothes I pick out for you," he said.

He brushed his hand down over my breast and I shivered even though I tried hard to stay still, I balled my fist at my sides as I struggled to keep from reaching out and grabbing him.

"Rule number four: when I ask you a question I expect a verbal response, either ‘Yes Sir or No Sir' depending on the situation. If I can't get a verbal response like if I have you gagged, we will discuss what sort of hand signals to do then. Do you understand?”

"Yes, Sir," I said hurriedly.

"Rule number five: you will be honest and truthful at all times. If I find out you are not, there will be consequences. The severity of the consequence depends on the severity of the action. This brings me to rule number six: all punishments are nonnegotiable. I know they are scary and sometimes painful, but you must trust me to take care of you during and after them, okay?”

"Yes, Sir," I said less quickly. I had read off punishments and at the time I had smiled and kind of giggled as the women had gotten themselves into those predicaments, yet now I understood their fear and I hoped I could remember all these rules.

"Now we will discuss positions," he replied.

He walked around behind me and had me put my hands behind my back to clasp them together, then his foot shoved in between my legs to widen them to about shoulder-width apart. He put his hands on my shoulders and then pulled back on them gently until my breasts thrust forward.

He moved around in front of me again and just stared at me for a moment, then nodded his head when he seemed satisfied with what he saw.

"When I tell you to present yourself for inspection this is the position that I want you to take. Do you understand?"He explained.

"Yes, Sir.”

"Good, girl," he said with a happy smile on his face, "Now next position, kneel.”

Without hesitation, I immediately knelt. I would have done so gracefully, but my knees were so wobbly that when I started to kneel, they gave away slightly and I dropped.

"Sit back on your heels, shoulders back, and hands-on your knees, keep your eyes on the floor.”

Once properly positioned, I was not able to see anything besides his shoes. That was quite disconcerting since I had no idea what he was going to do but for the moment all he seemed interested in was peering down at me from all the angles he could. My body seemed to radiate with pent-up anxiety, desire, and curiosity. I heard a thumping noise from behind me and then a rustling. He came back to the front, and I realized he still had his pants on despite his shoes and socks being gone. I wondered briefly if he had taken anything else off, although I didn't dare look up to find out.

"Now, stand up and present yourself," he said.

I hastily stood and got into the standing position just as he had instructed me to, then looked up and realized his shirt was gone. I lost my breath when I looked at his chest. It was smooth with a sparse sprinkling of hair. I felt my fingers curl behind my back as I imagined running them through it.

"Sir?" I asked breathlessly.

"Yes, sub?"

"When will I be able to touch you?" I asked looking him over pleadingly.

"Is that your wish?"

He gazed into my eyes intently as if judging the sincerity of my pleas.

"Yes, please," I begged.

"Then you may," he said as he put his hands behind his back.

My hands flew to his chest almost as soon as he gave me permission. His smooth skin felt hot under my fingers and his chest jerked as my finger ran across his nipple which hardened into a little pebble. Fascinated, I ran my fingers over it again with a feather-light caress and I was rewarded with a sharp intake of breath from him. I glanced up and saw his head tilted slightly back and his eyes closed. My other hand reached up and began fiddling with his other nipple causing a harsh groan to burst from his lips, invoking such a response from him left me feeling totally empowered. Up until Reed had come into my life, I had begun to see sex as a duty, something that must eventually happen in a relationship. But now, sex was interesting, fun, and I hoped to do far more with him. My hands left his nipples and ran down over his chest, tracing every muscle down until they disappeared into his black pants.

His breathing was coming faster now, and I was intrigued by the response I was getting. I had never had a man-eating out of my hands this swiftly before and I wanted more, I wanted to see how far I could push him, but he suddenly grasped both my exploring hands to halt them.

"Stop. If you keep that up, I'll have you tied to the bed quicker than I wanted to," he said gruffly.

A wicked smile broke across his handsome face as his dark eyes bored into mine, the fire in them burning me to the core. I gasped and suppressed the panic I felt surging in me, he reminded me of a hungry panther that had just spotted his prey and was about to devour it in one ravenous bite.

"Go into your room and stand by your bed.”

"What are you going to do?" I asked.

His hand connected with my ass making me yelp and jump at the contact.

"Do as you're told, sub. Otherwise, you might find yourself bent over my knee.”

I rubbed my bottom and glared at him. He straightened and his face froze in a stern look. Uh-oh, I knew I was in trouble now. I quickly wiped that look off my face and tried to look innocent, my eyes went immediately to the floor as I clasped my hands behind my back.

"Did you just glare at me, Mia?" he growled.