Touch Me Not by Jen Katemi

Author:Jen Katemi [Katemi, Jen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781773397542
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

Alexei

It’s ludicrous that I’m almost afraid to touch her. Me! My job is to deliver pain and pleasure in equal measure to those who sign up for the deal. I know exactly how far to push my clients who enjoy that knife’s edge dilemma. Pleasure. Pain. Which side of the dual coin will win out, each time we play? Instinctively I know each individual’s needs, and I know how to deliver it.

Mia is different. I’ve never met anyone like her. I don’t know what it is about her that evokes such a strange response, but there’s a part of me that feels almost protective. It’s an alien feeling, and it throws me off-balance. She’s not here for the same reason that most of my clients seek me out. She doesn’t covet the release that pain will bring. She’s here because pain is the only thing she knows. For her, physical touch—human interaction at its most basic level—is nothing but agony.

Perversely, given my profession, I don’t want to cause her pain. And yet I know every touch, every stroke, every whisper of rope against her sensitive skin, is going to deliver just that. When it comes to Mia, nothing is instinctive. I’m going in without a clue of what will happen next.

I adjust the pulley above her head, smoothing the length of rope in my hand and considering its texture. Downstairs in the club’s dungeon I use natural jute and organic rope, which gives a slightly scratchy effect for the sub. It heightens the overall effect, but with Mia, I think we should start with a synthetic. Perhaps a smooth polypropylene cord? But even so, will it be soft enough for a complete beginner? Especially someone whose skin is so sensitive she can barely stand the stroke of my fingertips down her arm? For that matter, will suspension be the right decision at all for a first-timer, whether over-sensitive or not?

In the end I decide against suspension, at least for now. I’ll start with a few simple loops and knots and see how she tolerates that before we try anything more advanced. I walk over to the bank of cupboards in my sideboard and open one of the drawers that houses my synthetic rope stock. A long peacock feather catches my eye, and an idea sparks. Start with the feather, progress to rope, and then if she tolerates that, I’ll consider a simplified version of suspension. I grab the feather, and as I do so, a slightly-larger-than-marble-sized ball rolls out from underneath it. A single silver Ben Wa ball, with a long string attached. I don’t know what prompts me to reach out toward it. Perhaps the flash of silver as one of the light sconces catches the curved edge for a moment? Who knows? Whatever it is, something that feels almost beyond human compels me to snag the gleaming orgasm ball and pocket it for possible later use.

Then it’s back to business. I pull out a length of synthetic rope, already envisioning how attractive the cords will look looped against Mia’s fair skin.

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