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Yes, I decided, we’d be fine without safe words Perfectly safe

I walked over to htstand and opened the top drawer The leather box looked up at me and I lifted the lid off The next day, I planned to offer Abigail my collar

That would be another rule broken--I never collared a sub by offeringher first?

I couldn’t answer that question I only kneas

I held the choker in the paline hoould look on her How her long, delicate neck would look with my collar around it She would wear it all week, and even though the world would see it as just a pretty necklace, she and I would know the truth--she was mine I could treat her as I wanted I could pleasure her as I wanted She would pleasure me as I wanted

I set the collar back in its box and closed the drawer To collar a submissive

It had been more than a year since I had collared anyone My relationship with Beth had ended right before I decided to date Melanie Beth had wanted more and I hadn’t In the end, we’d decided to part ways Not long after she left, Melanie called and I thought, what the hell? Give a nor with Melanie could be called normal But by some odd twist of fate, Melanie decided she wanted to be doht she did

"Tie me up, Nathaniel"

"Spank me, Nathaniel"

Our relationship was doomed from that first phone call Melanie was as nificant to a the relationship lasted I never shared my collared subs with other do with anyone else

I sighed and sat on the bed, picked up the leather-bound volume of The Tenant of Wildfell Hall by Anne Bront&eue:

My painting ether on the corner table, ready for to-morrow’s use, and only covered with a cloth He soon spied the down the candle, deliberately proceeded to cast them into the fire: palette, paints, bladders, pencils, brushes, varnish: I saw them all consumed: the palette-knives snapped in two, the oil and turpentine sent hissing and roaring up the chi the bell

How Helensupplies Much as I would feel if Abigail were to leave

Turpentine

Turpentine in a fire

I saw them all consumed

As absurd as it was, it was the perfect safe word

I ide-awake at five thirty the nextand, after a quick shower, I went down to the kitchen to ail had an important decision to make, and I would do what I could toaround upstairs No doubt she wondered what I was up to

Oh, Abigail, if you only knehat I have planned

I probably should have told her the night before that I’d cook breakfast this s and breakfast had not been one of them

I set two places at the kitchen table, because I wanted Abigail to speak freely I was certain she had questions Questions about the kissing, why I hadn’t had sex with her, what hts and expectations were

At seven o’clock she rushed into the kitchen to find ail Today you becoail" I waved at the seat across from me "Did you sleep well?"

Her eyes were dark-rimmed She hadn’t slept well at all, but she looked me squarely in the eyes--she’d obeyed my last command

"No Not really"

"Go ahead and eat"

She looked over the spread on the table and then looked at me with a raised eyebrow "Do you sleep?"

"On occasion"

I watched her eat, enjoying the play of her jaw and the look of delight when she bit into a muffin

Talk to me, I wanted to say Ask me questions

But if I asked her to talk, would she thinkonly because I was a dominant and I asked her to talk?

Who knew? I’d have to try a different tactic

"I’ve had a nice weekend, Abigail I’d like to proceed with our relationship"

She choked "You would?"

Why did she find ? How could she not kno much she pleaseddeness to learn"

"Thank you, sir"

I slipped back to yesterday, the way she looked spread out on

Once she wore my collar--

Stop it!

You have to ask first

"You have an important decision to make today," I said "We can discuss the details after breakfast and your shower I’m sure you have a few questions for , sir?"

Had I not just told her to ask ain "This is your table"