On His Knees_Blasphemy by Laura Kaye

On His Knees_Blasphemy by Laura Kaye

Author:Laura Kaye [Kaye, Laura]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-12T18:30:00+00:00


As Jamie crossed to the big bed and drew back the covers, Master Alex disappeared through a door near the wall of toys.

“Holy fuck,” he whispered to himself, half sure he must be dreaming as he slipped between the cool sheets. It seemed so impossible that he’d found all this so suddenly. He’d come home from work on Friday night and been Jamie Fielding, straight-laced attorney and boyfriend of Liz Stein. And now he lay here on Monday night, naked in a strange bed in a sex club, about to be violated by a sadist man intent on hurting him—which was exactly what he’d begged for and precisely what he’d been searching for. For so very long.

The lights dimmed, though they remained high enough that he could still see. But it helped create the illusion. And it was just one more thing that helped Jamie understand that a lot about the fulfillment that BDSM had to offer stemmed from the psychological aspects of the power dynamic and the role playing and even submission, itself.

So he gave himself over to the illusion, too. He stretched out in his favorite position, one leg straight out and the other drawn up so that he lay partly on his side and partly on his stomach. And then he closed his eyes. For a few moments, his ears attempted to compensate for the loss of vision, until he was almost straining for the sounds that might reveal Master Alex’s nearness. But then Jamie forced himself to count his breaths—in for two and out for two. In for two, out for two. Until, finally, his brain tuned out and his body relaxed and his mind drifted for long minutes.

A door creaked. Near silent footsteps padded upon the floor. Fabric rustled. Little noises Jamie couldn’t decipher.

The mattress depressed.

Jamie’s gut went on an insane loop-the-loop.

The covers dragged downward, baring his back. Jamie shifted onto his left side, determined to feign sleep until something about Alex’s—no, the intruder’s—actions was disruptive enough that it might’ve awakened him for real.

Something gently looped around his right wrist. Slowly, his arm was lifted and repositioned to rest on his hip. And then behind, to the small of his back.

Jamie frowned, and his eyes eased open, blinking into the dimness.

Someone loomed over him—

Gasping, Jamie wrenched into a sitting position. “What the fuck?”

But the masked intruder was on him before he’d even finished uttering the question, forcing him down, then onto his stomach. Jamie fought and twisted and wrestled and cursed.

“Get the fuck off me! Who the fuck are you?”

A knee planted itself in the center of Jamie’s back, then the man made a play for his other wrist, but Jamie bucked hard, nearly throwing him off balance. If he could just get off the bed and run…

He nearly threw himself toward the edge, but the man’s whole weight came down on top of him and his arm wound round his throat. “Keep fighting and I’ll cut you,” came a terrifying voice in his ear. Something sharp pressed against his neck just below his jaw.



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