“What is this place?” I asked.

He pushed the door open with his shoulder and carried me inside. My whole body was thrumming, still hovering on the edge of climax.

“My last secret,” he answered, his voice thick with pent-up need. “A place for discovering what’s under the surface…”

I looked around, shivering in spite of the heat of his body. The lighting was dim, the walls high and close. It was quiet, and I had the sensation of being underground, somehow. I looked up to see the ceiling was made of glass. Stars were visible… shining down.

There was a padded bench, low and large enough to lay down on. But it wasn’t a bed. Not by a long shot. There were satin pillows… but iron rings, as well. And from high up the wall, a leather seat hung, suspended from a hinged iron arm. The straps were thick and heavy, and most of the seat was just open space.

This is the room you wanted me to decorate?” I said faintly. “It looks like you’ve managed that already…”

“It hasn’t been tested,” he answered, running his fingers over the bench. “I want to learn what you like… what excites you… I need you to perfect it.”

“It’s like the Underground,” I said, shivering again.

“Without the prying eyes,” he replied. He picked up a smoothly curved steel vibrator and a studded leather strap with a buckle at the end. His cock swayed heavily from side to side as he moved, and I felt a hot trickle run down the inside of my thighs. He glanced down, and back up with dark, shining eyes. He swung the seat closer… “Sit.”

He was huge, looming over me, almost sinister… but with the emphasis on sin…

And while my body was busy giving in to his demands, my mind was wrestling, trying to reconcile the man in front of me, touching me in a way that set my body on fire and making my reason slip away…

One minute he’d been bright and gentle, throwing a stick on the beach for Miri, helping my daughter wash her seashells in the shallow water. The next, he was pulling me with him into a world of deep, dark pleasure. I closed my eyes and felt the slick touch of fabric against my wrists. His cock butted and prodded like a promise as he moved next to me. And deep down, I knew nothing could stop this. I needed everything he could give me… I was way too far in, to stop what was already in motion.

My whole life had been nothing but complicated. How could I possibly expect this to be simple?

“I’m not sure I…”

“That’s why I need you to trust me,” he answered. He took me by the hips and slipped me into the swing. My weight made it bounce gently…

As my ass slipped downward, I was folded almost in half. My thighs pushed against my breasts, forcing them up, mounding them under my collarbone. He took my wrists gently, giving me a chance to object… but I was too far gone to resist, too excited to stop. Part of me was terrified, but it only seemed to heighten my need. He slipped a loop of soft fabric around my wrists and bound them carefully to the strap over my head.

“This goes inside you, angel,” he said, holding up the smooth steel shaft. “And this holds it in place.” He let the soft leather strap rub against one of my nipples. “This, you use to control the intensity.” He put a small object in my hand and I could feel the button. “One click, every time you want more,” he said. “I want to watch you do this… watch you pleasure yourself…”

He slipped the vibrator in slowly, letting my tight pussy adjust and warm it. “You’re soaking,” he said, heavily. And I was breathing fast. He slipped the strap around my hips and tightened the buckle. Without it, my clenching body would have pushed the vibrator out…

His eyes bore into me as he stepped back and leaned against the padded bench. “You have all the power in the world now,” he said, with a smile. “At the touch of a button.

All the pleasure you want… or the power to stop it. You can let me watch your climax, or demand I release you and fuck you with this.” He gripped his huge erection in his hand. “You can ask for anything you want, Angel… and I’ll give it to you.” He stroked his hand up to the head of his rod and squeezed. His balls were huge and tight with his arousal. “You’re the one in control now…”

For a moment, I was aware of little more than his cock and a feeling of weightlessness. I’d never felt so alive in my whole life. I was waiting on the edge, feeling desire and need I’d never dreamed of. And the dark edge drew me in even more…

“Push the button,” he said.

And I did.

The sensation was gentle. But I was incredibly tight and already so close to orgasm anyway, that it made me suck in a noisy breath. I felt my eyes roll and saw Will’s huge cock swell even more. I pushed the button again. Once… twice more… each increment was small. I could find the perfect level…

Something in his eyes gave me more courage than I’d ever had. I pushed the button again and felt my nipples go rock hard. My pussy pulsed, pushing against the steel inside me. But the strap held tight and rolling waves of pure pleasure rose inside my core. “I want to watch you, too,” I gasped. I pushed the button without even thinking. “Show me,” I demanded.

And he gripped his thick cock harder and started to stroke. His legs were planted wide, the muscles in his legs clearly defined. His chest was broad and darkly tanned, his arms roped with muscle. Rock hard abs tapered to a vee and pointed downward… the head of his cock was dark and huge, glistening… He stroked hard and a thick drip of fluid swung from the tip.

“Take yourself closer,” he said, focusing on my eyes. “It’ll make you even tighter than you already are…” I want to be in your mouth when you come the first time… but don’t take me over the edge with you…

I want to be in that sweet pussy when I come, Angel.”