The Speed of Dark (Bold Erotic Stories) by Baeli Kelli Jae

Author:Baeli, Kelli Jae [Baeli, Kelli Jae]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lesbian Literati Press
Published: 2013-12-21T23:00:00+00:00

The name Comfort Inn did not necessarily create the right ambience. She did not intend to comfort the girl; but the hotel was nearby and she didn’t want to drive around like the Village Idiot. Maybe she should have gone to the Village Idiot Motel. Surely there must be a place like that for fools like her.

Armondo had returned from Europe, so she wasn’t able to drive the Jag to make herself look more Domme-like. Alas, she was at heart a utilitarian individual and she thought it silly to rent a different vehicle just for this one meeting.

The mini-van was one of the spoils of divorce. They had anticipated having children, and succumbed to the usual spiel from the salesman about how every couple who intended to have kids, needed a van. Recently, when the excursions in the Jag developed into full-fledged fantasy sprees, it mattered little to her what she drove—those moments of fantasy were enough. Until now. She suspected that a dominatrix did not ordinarily drive a mini-van.

She checked her rearview mirror to see if the girl was still following her. Did Patrice likewise think her own Hyundai was not Sub-like?

Mistress Gambit parked up front while Patrice took a slot to the side and waited. She went in and paid, and came out, dangling the key toward the rearview mirror of the Hyundai. Back in the mini-van, she pulled around to the back and parked, making sure Patrice saw her go into room 66. Almost the Mark of the Beast…she wanted to do beastly things to the young woman, but wasn’t sure she was up to it, so perhaps two six’s were more appropriate than three.

She left the door ajar, and a moment later Patrice slipped in and locked it behind her. They stood awkwardly between the dresser and the bed, the distance between them fraught with question. “Lay down on the bed,” Professor Gambit ordered.

The young woman did so.

“No, I mean, take off your clothes first.”

Patrice got back up and stripped naked, lying down again, stiffly, looking up at her like that blond co-ed in the Lit class she taught. She looked like a Barbie doll, complete with unbendable legs and no pubic hair, except for a tuft at the very top. She would have preferred to make eye contact, but she didn’t think she wanted to see those cappuccino orbs just yet. “Turn over on your stomach.”

Patrice obeyed dutifully, and Gambit went to her purse and pulled out the blindfold and the strips of yellow nylon rope left over from her last relocation. She hadn’t used the blindfold during relocation, but the rope had come in handy.

She placed the cloth around the girl’s head and tied it, making sure it was snug. The girl made a tiny moaning sound. So far, so good, Gambit congratulated herself. She then lifted the young woman’s wrists toward the headboard, wrapped the rope around them and cinched her up against two of the wooden rails.

Her heart began to pump wildly. I am in control of this woman.

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