Bound

Pay attention to the road, Sensei. I know how you prefer to look at me while I'm blowing you, but I don't want to die choking on your dick after you wreck your fancy car.

No. I'm afraid that I'll find out that I don't have any boundaries at all when it comes to you.

So promise me you'll let me be whatever you need. Whatever you need.

Emmylou kissed her forehead. “Darlin’ girl, I’ll never make fun of you for that. But if you really want to try waxing the lady taco, I’ll do it for you at the studio. Takes, like, ten minutes to heat up the wax tank.” “Since when do you give wax jobs?” “Since always. Some of the guys who come to me for a massage are apelike hairy. The fur on their backs grosses me out and reminds me why I prefer to eat the banana split rather than the banana.

I can tell by your eyes. You have very expressive eyes, Amery. Your emotions are right there.

The other reason I like your hair down is that I've fantasized about having these silken tresses wrapped around my fist as I'm fucking you

The only person who saw your underwear was me. And they're pink.

With a perfectly straight face he said, “If I need an item, I go into the store and buy it. Why would I waste time going into a store if I didn’t need to buy anything?” “For sheer shopping pleasure? The joy of being a consumer?” she offered. Ronin continued to give her a blank stare.

Ronin was lonely. Maybe not always, but often enough that he understood that visceral fear that it might never change.

I overheard Amery having to defend herself to you two. Friends don’t do that shit and you both know it. Now get out of this office and don’t show your faces again until you can apologize. I mean it.

Why did Amery have the overwhelming urge to curl into a ball and cry? Because he’d just shown her that she wasn’t a cold bitch in bed? He’d proven that she could burn hot and fast with a man who took the time to find her fuse before he prematurely lit the match.

Her stomach twisted into a vicious knot every time she remembered the phone call from the police last month, after her sweet-natured employee, Molly, had been attacked by homeless guys in downtown Denver. Poor Molly had defined introverted even before the incident; the attack had pushed her further into her shell. So when Molly asked Amery to accompany her to a women’s self-defense class, Amery had agreed.

She’d been lax in her responsibilities as the building owner because her tenants were her friends. Emmylou rented out the left half of the bottom floor space for her massage studio. Chaz rented the tiny center section for his various artistic enterprises. Amery’s graphic design business was on the right bottom half and she lived in the loft that spanned the length of the two-story building.

Non conosceva abbastanza il bondage o qualunque cosa fosse per potersi formare un’opinione personale. E visto che la conoscenza era l’unica arma in suo possesso per scacciare la paura, Amery aprì il portatile e digitò “shibari” nel motore di ricerca. La prima cosa che cercò fu la definizione. "Shibari-kinbaku è una tecnica che prevede l’utilizzo di corde per dare vita a un bondage sensuale, spettacolare ed erotico; questa tecnica ha origine nelle arti marziali giapponesi del XVI secolo, nelle punizioni giudiziarie del Giappone del XVIII secolo e nelle produzioni teatrali giapponesi del XIX secolo" Approfondì la lettura e apprese che quelle pratiche erano inizialmente basate sulle punizioni del bondage jujitsu chiamato hojojutsu. Non c’era da sorprendersi se Ronin si era interessato a quella tecnica, visto che nasceva da quell’arte marziale che aveva praticato per tutta la vita. Sembrava che l’hojojutsu fosse diffuso sin dai tempi dei samurai. Quando essi trasportavano i prigionieri, usavano delle corde per legarli e controllarli dopo la cattura. Alcuni samurai divennero famosi per la loro abilità nell’intrecciare le corde, attività che doveva essere funzionale, ma anche umana. I samurai entrarono in competizione tra loro: più elaborate e diverse erano le loro opere, maggiore rispetto acquisiva il maestro della corda. Amery apprese anche che i termini si riferivano a due tipi leggermente diversi della stessa disciplina bondage. Lo shibari era più artistico e si concentrava sulla bellezza del disegno delle corde sulla tela umana, era costituito da motivi elaborati e spesso veniva messo in scena come performance artistica. Il kinbaku, sebbene avesse in comune molti nodi e legature con lo Shibari, aveva una carica sessuale più marcata. Istituiva un legame tra il maestro della corda e la persona che veniva legata, fondato sul contatto della pelle durante il processo di legatura, e spesso i nodi venivano posti in zone erogene strategiche. The Mastered Series - Legami