The trembling just would not stop, no matter how hard she fought it. I watched as she glanced up searching for her Master; but he wasn't there. Her face was so expressive it was easy to see the confusion and doubt that assailed her; her eyes found mine and I waited to see what she would do. It wasn't easy to keep my expression calm; I wanted so badly to grin and tease her, but I knew she needed firmness more than teasing at that moment. She seemed encourage by what she read in my eyes and her trembling calmed somewhat.
"Well kitten...do you want to see what else I brought for you?"
Nodding, she whispered, "Yes Sir."
"I knew you would." I laughed softly and the sound sent shivers cascading over her damp flesh. "Kittens have an insatiable curiosity. Well come on then," I reached out and helped her back to her knees before standing and helping her to her feet. "There's a blue bag in the trunk of my car," I told her as I handed her a set of keys. "Mine is the red Lexus. Fetch the bag and bring it to the playroom. Then we can see what sort of goodies it holds."
Taking the keys, she nodded. "Yes Sir." Keys in hand she turned toward the door and the closet beside it. It was easy to tell from the way she moved that she was keenly aware of the kitten between her legs, and that it's constant movement as she walked would not let her forget what had just happened. Her walk was nothing like it had been when she was at work. There her movements were quick and efficient. Now though, her movements were slower and so sensual it sent blood rushing to my already hard cock.
"Oh... and kitten..."
"Yes Sir?"
"You're to go as you are." The look on her face was priceless as she stopped dead and turned to me. Before she could speak I nodded my head to the door. "Right now kitten, exactly as you are." Her lips parted, as crimson stained her cheeks, and it was clear she wanted to speak, but something in my expression must have told her it would be useless to argue. Her tongue darted out, wetting her lips and she simply nodded. It wasn't until she turned back to the door that I sighed softly and relaxed.
When I had told Brent what I had planned he said that she would balk and probably not do it. She was so incredibly shy that he just could not picture her walking outside in full view of the neighbors and whoever else might be passing wearing nothing but her new kitten. This was one bet I won and, I thought to myself, it was only the first. I grinned and turned to the others. Matthew was watching her through the still open door as she walked, head held high, back straight, without hesitation to my car.
When I first mentioned this weekend to him, he had declined. Not because he did not want to be here, but because he knew that his tastes and needs were darker than Brent's, and didn't think Brent would allow him to explore those desires as fully as he wanted. I convinced him to at least give it a chance. 'You don't have to stay,' I told him, 'if it looks like you're right. But at least give Brent the benefit of the doubt. He's told me quite a bit about his little one, and I get the impression that her needs and curiosity are a little more than he can handle alone. As you've said your tastes differ and I think that is precisely why he's set this up. She's not been with many different Doms so there are still many things she's not explored, yet wants to. This weekend is her chance to explore the full spectrum. To learn as much as she can about her needs and desires. And... to learn if those deeper cravings are ones that need to be let lose.' I think this first encounter had reassured him. When he told me what he wanted to do to her and later handed me the electrical packet I know he expected Brent to stop me. Brent not only did not stop me he actually nodded letting me know it okay. And he did not seem at all surprised by her reactions.
"I have to admit," I told Matthew, "I did not think she would take as much as she did."
Matthew smiled. "She needed that."
"Surely Brent's used a tens unit on her," Adam said.
Matthew chuckled and held the device out so Adam could take it. "It's not a tens unit. Similar yes. But this baby packs a lot more power." Adam looked closely at the small black box and the probe attached to one end.
Reaching over, I turned the knob on the side then flipped a switch turning it on. Adam dropped the probe as the current reached his fingers. Then he carefully picked it back up and held it against his hand.
"Kicks like a mule if you're not used to it or expecting it," Matthew told him.
"I'll say." Adam moved the tip of the probe over his wrist and up the inside of his of his arm. "But it's still not that bad."
"Put the setting back to where it was," Matthew told me. I reached over and turned the knob a few clicks and laughed when Adam cursed and dropped the probe again.
"Son of a bitch!"
