[All characters are mature, self-sufficient adults in a positive, healthy, non-abusive relationship.]
[5,000+ words, estimated 20 minutes to read. Romanic build that gets steamy at the end. Light fetish play focussing on restraint.]
*A Night at the Cabin*
Daisy hesitated at the door. She had packed an overnight bag and driven out to the address Duke had provided. A modest cabin house almost hidden from the main road by a line of trees. She ran her hand along her skin tight jeans, tugging on the belt he had offered. Without her phone, it would remain locked. ‘For her own safety and peace of mind,’ he had said. It did give her a sense of control, but that little voice in the back of her mind kept thinking up little fantasies that tempted her to leave it behind. And yet, the thought that he would know she had left it when he looked her up and down with those deep ocean eyes of his…
Pulling her hair back, Diasy felt the other thing strapped down by the belt. Her shirt (also borrowed) had little loops for a belt. Daisy’s eyes closed as she imagined Duke holding her phone, finger hovering over the button that locked her body away, “Well, well, well, what have we here?”