My Dominant Boss
Chapter Fifty–One – I know he is worried.
Alyssa
Wyatt opens the door, signalling for me to come inside. I feel a combination of nerves and anticipation in my stomach. He switches. the light on, and my eyes go wide as I see what surrounds me. At fit glance, I am not sure what a lot of the things are.
I examine it more closely. One of the walls displays various types and sizes of whips and paddles. Ouch, some of them must hurt when you use them. In one corner of the room, there is a four–posted with what appears to be restraints on the wall above it. As I proceed into the room, I observe numerous additional restraints, Cuffs, ties, rape, cable ties, only to name a few. The colour of the room is mostly red and black, giving a seductive feeling to it.
My gaze lands on a bench of some kind. I don’t know the correct ter for it. There are wall shackles positioned next to the bed. I carefully explore my surroundings. The set of three drawers contains a variety of blindfolds and sexual accessories, including bullets, butt plugs, cock rings, nipple clamps, and more. I recognise them with some of the research I did previously. I knew about certain things before conducting research. I’m not naive or oblivious
A sex swing occupies another corner of the room. How does one of those even work? I am sure it isn’t that complicated. However, I’m not sure if it’s something I would enjoy using. Who can say for sure? Trying is the only way to find out, I suppose. I’m curious about the number of women he has brought in here. l’assume many
I silently study everything as I move around. I sense Wyatt’s gaze fixed on me, observing my every action. He is nervous, that I will walk away, I feel it in my gut. None of it freaks me out, although I may be a bit confused and clueless about certain things. None of it compels me to flee.
I look up at the ceiling above the bed and see mirrors on it. I turn to Wyatt and raise my brow at him.
“Mirrors on the ceiling? Seriously?”
He smirks and chuckles, saying, “Of all the things in this room, that’s what you choose to mention?”
deal with th
“What’s the deal with those, anyway?” I ask, hand on hip.
“What do you think they y are for?”
“So you and whoever you are fucking can see themselves?”
He nods and says, “Correct, but don’t worry, kitten, we can cover them.”
I respond with a smile and a brief nod before continuing to explore
“What is that for?” 1 ask, pointing to a sofa chair which looks comfortable.
“The easiest way to describe it is as a sex chair. It’s comfortable to fuck on. The dip in the centre enhances your pleasure. The side hooks are for wrist and ankle cuffs.”
I respond with a smirk, “Mmm, I’m intrigued by that. W We should use that, both with and without the cuffs.”
He returns a smirk, “Happily. It’s something you’re going to enjoy.”
“Have you used everything in this room?”
“Yes, on multiple occasions.” He answers.
I take another walk around, taking it all in. It’s a lot to handle, and it might overwhelm me, but I’m also bursting with excitement. I
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pause in front of two closed dors
“What is in here?”
He provided me with the pad’s code, and I entered it. A podium suddenly appears, complete with a stripper pole, as the doors swing
open.
“I didn’t realize this was also a strip club.”
“Have you given it a try? I enjoy it when my submissive performs aductive show for me.”
I turn to face him. “You want me to dance for you?”
“You can decide if you want to or not. It doesn’t matter, either way he shrugs.
Despite never trying it before, I might need to learn pole dancing to have fun teasing him, I would try it now, but with the lack of material covering my body I don’t know if it would be uncomfortable or I would make a fool of myself. Perhaps I should consider taking pole dancing lessons or even trying burlesque.
“Maybe…”
I leave my answer at that and stroll over to the bed. To check it, I sit on it. It appears to be comfortable. Wyatt joins
seat beside me.
“You don’t appear to be scared or bothered, not even a bit? Are you genuinely feeling that way or are you just pretending?” he asks, softly and places his hand on my thigh.
I look at him before answering. “No, I’m not freaked out. It’s definitely overwhelming, but I’m not inclined to run away from it. You can put your worries to rest now.”
“Who said I was worrying?”
“Your face,” I laugh.
He laughs. “Is it that obvious?”
As he looks at me, his demeanour shifts. “I was concerned. I didn’t want you to hate it and leave. I’m not ready to let you go,
sweetness.”
His statement caught me off guard. Our connection has been amazbut I never expected that his biggest fear was losing me.
Flushed, I promise him, “I’m staying right here, handsome.”
1 slide over and press my lips against his. His hand gently touches my cheek as he intensifies the kiss. I let out a moan as I move closer, sitting on his lap. He clings to me tightly and swiftly manoeuvres me onto my back on the bed, never once breaking from the kiss.
He rubs his stiff cock against my thighs, making me gasp loudly in response. I entwine my legs around him and move in sync with his hips. Fuck, I am so horny. He retreats from my kiss.
“Should we play, kitten?”
“Alsolutely,” 1 reply eagerly.
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I am ready to play.
“What do you want to try first? The decision is in your hands. I’m s looking to introduce i overwhelmed if you try to do too much all at once,” he says softly.
I glance around at the room. “I want to try what you called the sex chair. With and without the
“Good choice, kitten. You’ll be thrilled with
you gradually. You may
become
cuffs.”
be thrilled with it, and we can experiment with numerous positions.”
He gives me a rough kiss on the lips, then swiftly gets up. He extend his hand to me, and I accept as he helps me stand up. I don’t feel nervous at all as he guides me towards it. If anything, it’s the idea of it that arouses me. I’m eager to experience everything he has to offer, but let’s take it one day at a time.
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