Testing boundaries and pushing buttons has a major role in 10 Nights. With this excerpt we follow Leah as she discovers just how far she can push Rhett as she tests his resolve. You'll have to wait for the release to find out how this plays out in the end, but here's a little teaser to enjoy.
10 Nights Excerpt - Michelle Hughes and Karl Jones
When Rhett entered the dungeon, still dressed in his suit, her breath caught in her throat. Even though she was embarrassed by her humiliating position before the cross, she couldn't help but be turned on by the sight of him. He looked both formidable and sexy, and she wanted him to take her, right there and then.
He didn't speak for several minutes; he just walked around her slowly, enjoying the sight of her beautiful body. "I like seeing this way," he said finally, all business as one hand went to stomach and the other to her back, straightening her posture. Lifting her chin so her head was up he commanded her curtly, "lower your eyes." His large hands moved down her body then to the insides of her thighs, which he pushed apart. "Keep your legs open, like this, so I can touch what is mine. I want nothing preventing me access to what is mine unless I give you permission. Understand?"
"Yes, Sir," Leah responded quickly, enjoying the feel of his hands on her.
He pushed her hair back over her shoulders so his eyes could feast on her breast. "This is how I want you." His hand cupped on of her breasts, enjoy the way he could encompass the entire breast in just one hand, and the way her nipple hardened instantly at his touch. "Tonight, sweet girl, I am going to film you. I want you to see how beautiful you look when you submit to me."
His words caused a sharp intake of breath from her; she was still getting used to being naked in front of him, and the thought of him filming her while she was undressed made her distinctly uncomfortable. "Sir?" she whispered softly, not sure if she was allowed to talk or not.
"I'll allow you to talk this time, Leah, but understand that it's only because you are new to this. In the future, unless you plan on using your safe words, you don't speak without my permission. Now what questions do you have in that sexy little mind of yours?"
He was in complete Dom mode, she noted, and that made her reluctant to speak, but she knew she had to. "Will anyone else see this tape, Sir?" she asked. She had heard of too many instances where girls had allowed themselves to be videoed or photographed by people they thought they could trust, only to find those images being shared around, or worse yet, being posted on the Internet. The thought of something like that terrified her, not least because it could have a massively negative effect on her future employment prospects.
He chuckled at her question. "Baby, unless I personally invite someone in on our time together, you can be assured I won't be sharing you with anyone."
For a moment she was relieved, and then the rest of his statement sank in. "You would invite someone in with us, Sir?" She hadn't considered that as a possibility before and the thought of someone else not only seeing her naked body, but perhaps touching it, made her tremble.
"Enough, Leah; if I choose to do that then it will happen, but you have your safety nets in place should you be uncomfortable with it. This discussion is over now, are we clear?"
Excuse me for breathing, she thought angrily, not liking his high-handed attitude. "Yes, Sir, as you command," she said before she could stop herself. The moment the words were out she realized it was a mistake.
"I can see someone took their smart ass pill before coming over tonight. It seems we need a little attitude adjustment before we begin." Though he kept his face straight and didn't show any of it, he was amused by her attitude, and privately willing to admit that he was being a little unfair on her.
Despite his amusement at her response, he knew he had to show her who was in control. She might be new to the lifestyle, and still learning, but she needed to know what behavior was and wasn't acceptable.
"Stand up." He didn't wait for her to comply, he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up until she was on her feet, ignoring the gasp of pain his action prompted.
A tremor of fear moved through Leah as she was hauled unceremoniously to her feet. It was clear she had overstepped some invisible boundary. Briefly she considered pulling herself free, if that was actually possible, and running for it, rather than face whatever punishment he was about to dish out. She also thought about using her safe word. She quickly dismissed those ideas however, doing either would mean the ten nights were up and she really didn't want that, despite the situation just then. Stiffening her resolve she told herself that whatever he was about to do to her, she could take it.
He didn't miss the change in her demeanor and hid his smile at the thought of how easily he could break her, if he chose to do so. "Since you obviously have issues controlling your mouth, I think you need to understand what happens to naughty little girls who don't do what they're told." He thought for a second she was going to react to him suggesting she was a child, her body stiffened and her lips parted as though she was about to say something. She obviously thought better of the impulse however for she closed her mouth and kept quiet.
"Lean over the bench, girl." He watched as she struggled to position herself over the angled leather bench. It forced her heart-shaped ass up in the air and left her lower body leaning forward, pointed towards the floor. "You'll feel two small handlebars by your hands, take hold of them." He waited until she grabbed the small bars then continued. "Nice view from this angle, Sweetheart," he chuckled, "now don't move, or this is going to be much worse on you."
Once she was positioned how he wanted her he walked over to a cupboard and took out a riding crop and leather paddle. He wasn't sure which he would use, perhaps both, he thought, depending on how she responded.
Making his way back over to the couch he dropped both the riding crop and the paddle at his feet. His hands went to her firm ass and he massaged her cheeks while he spoke to her in a firm but low voice. "This isn't for fun, little girl, I don't like you talking back to me; when we're done here I expect you to remember the lesson." He continued kneading her flesh. "Tell me your safe words." He wanted to make sure she understood she could stop things if it became overwhelming.
His little speech had her trembling in fear, despite her resolve of just a minute or so before, and it took her overstimulated mind a few seconds to remember. "Yellow and red, Sir," she answered once she brought the words to mind, afraid now of what he was about to do.
"Good girl." He reached down and picked up the leather paddle. He rubbed in small circles over her butt cheeks for a few seconds before raising it and bringing it down hard.
She cried out at the unexpected pain, and gripped the bars tighter. This definitely wasn't a feeling she enjoyed, she thought as her ass throbbed.
"Are you going to open that pretty little mouth to me like that again, little girl?" Bringing down the paddle on her other cheek he enjoyed the splash of red that stained her pale ass while he waited for her to speak.
"N-no, S-sir," she whimpered, her backside burned and she tensed, waiting for the hated thing to land again.
"I'm sure you won't." He brought the paddle down again and again in increasing intensity, until her beautiful ass was a bright crimson. He enjoyed the sight, and was impressed that she hadn't used her words yet.
With the paddle held loosely at his side he used his free hand to massage her flesh lightly. Noting how she tensed he decided he'd gone far enough for one night. She was much more resilient than he'd initially thought, that pleased him greatly. "Do you need me to remind you some more, or have you learned your lesson?" He was ready to end things but she needed to be the one that broke.
Leah fought against the urge to sob uncontrollably at the burning pain. She knew it was childish, but she refused to let him win. "W-what Lesson?" She was past ready for the agony to end, but her pride wouldn't let her concede victory. She didn't like the fact that he'd brought her to the point of tears, and burning ass or not, she was not going to back down, as far as she was concerned she hadn't done anything wrong.
Her response blew his mind and his mouth hung open slightly as he tried to regroup. He had expected her to beg him to stop and knew she'd have a hard time sitting in the morning if he continued. His little girl was a hard case he bit back a smile and decide to change tactics. "Well I guess we'll just have to reinforce the lesson, little girl. Don't move!"
Returning to the cupboard he took out a video camera and tripod. He had stationary cameras set up around the dungeon, but those just wouldn't do for what he was after then. He wanted close-ups of her face so he set the camera up in front of her, where it would capture her face and body. "I want you to have the tape I am about to make, so you'll think twice the next time you consider talking back to me, or doing anything else you know I wouldn't approve of."
He wasn't about to paddle her anymore, he knew her tender flesh couldn't take anymore without causing her more damage than she could recover from easily. There were other ways for him to punish her though, ways that were more mental than physical, and he doubted it would take long to her demanding he stop.
Pushing record he collected a few more items from the cupboard. "Remember, girl, you can stop this at any time." His tone suggested it would be a good idea for her to remember that; he was planning on pushing her to the limit. It impressed him that she was holding out so well when she was clearly in pain, it proved to him that she was made to be a submissive.
I'm not bound to this stupid contraption, Leah thought to herself, if I wanted to get up I would have done it already. She knew she was being stubborn, unnecessarily so, but some instinct told her that as much as he wanted her to obey him, he wanted someone who would force him to dominate them, not someone who would submit to him easily. "Yes, Sir." She imbued her voice with all the insolence she could muster, determined to prove to him that she was worthy to be his submissive, even if she didn't understand how she knew what he wanted from her.
While she tensed her body, waiting for whatever he was going to do next, she wondered just how far he would go. Would he go so far as to leave her with marks? The thought sent a shiver through her which she did her best to ignore. She didn't think he would go to that extreme, but she couldn't be certain.
Damn she was feisty, he shook his head. He would never have expected it of her at their first meeting. It made the challenge of taming her all the more exciting.
Lighting a candle he held it above her. "Bad little girls need to learn how to show respect," he told her, tilting the candle moved it over the top of her already stinging ass so the dripping wax left a trail across her flaming skin.
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