28. Chapter 28 #2
“I don’t mind my chest or nipples being touched accidentally, but I don’t like them being played with.
It makes me … It weirds me the fuck out.
” Evan’s voice was pensive, and when they tilted their face up to look at her, Frankie saw a plea for understanding.
“I’m not … I’m not often comfortable in this body, so you know, I-I like the idea of getting out of my head with you. ”
“Okay, that’s not a problem. Anything else?” Frankie had suspected something like that, but discussing matters first was crucial in this type of dynamic. She slid her hands up and down Evan’s arms in a soothing gesture.
Evan shook their head, a small sigh escaping as she caressed their shoulders. “I’m okay with everything else, except maybe …”
“What?”
Evan peered up at Frankie, though how they could see her with those long lashes almost covering their eyes, Frankie didn’t know.
“I sometimes don’t like calling my … down there …
by the clinical names. It can affect my headspace.
So just … front hole, back hole, sexy bits, downstairs, bud, nub.
Occasionally clit is okay, but I haven’t settled on a certain term yet. ”
Frankie nodded, considering this new information. She would do anything to make things easier for her sub. She wanted them to feel as comfortable as possible around her. “What about while referring to my body?”
“I’m okay with it.” Evan’s eyelashes fluttered, a relatively shy smile appearing. “I like it, Daddy. You have a gorgeous body and great tits.”
“I do not call them tits, and neither will you.” Frankie huffed a laugh, giving Evan a light pinch on their hip where their hoodie had ridden up. “Call them breasts and nipples, clit and pussy, all of which you will not see tonight.”
Frankie smirked when Evan let out an audible groan.
They were rather cute when they were sulky.
“Take your clothes off, as many as you’re comfortable with.
Tonight, I’ll go easy on you. We’ll practice restraint play, and perhaps, if you’re a good boi, I’ll even let you come before we’ve finished.
Do you have any hard limits I need to know of tonight?
Are you against me using a beginner flogger on you? ”
“No, I don’t think so. Just what I already said.
” Evan shook their head, and Frankie watched intently as they unfastened the belt on their jeans before pushing the denim off their narrow hips.
Frankie ran her tongue over her bottom lip, her pulse picking up at the view.
Next went Evan’s hoodie, then their socks, until they were stripped down to just their boxers and tank top.
They weren’t wearing a binder tonight, or a bra, and Frankie was instantly grateful she hadn’t pressured Evan into removing their top.
“You’re being such a good little sub for me, aren’t you?
” Frankie reined in her urge to touch them.
She turned to her closet to give them privacy if they chose to remove anything else and called over her shoulder, “When you’re ready, climb on the bed and lie face down for me with your arms out in front of you. ”
“Yes, Daddy.”
Evan’s eager reply made Frankie smile. She could hear them doing as asked, and she took her time locating one of the few toys she kept in her closet.
The mahogany flogger was well used and dependable, with its strips of leather worn around the edges.
It would do nicely for Evan’s first time.
Next, she retrieved her blindfold and finally, a small, recently purchased dildo.
She hadn’t had a chance to try it out and was looking forward to Evan possibly being the first to experience it.
“There is so much I can do to you without you needing to face me,” Frankie explained, keeping her voice low and purposely seductive.
It was a tactic she’d learned years ago, as one of only a handful of female officers in her department.
It helped to contain the misogyny on the force.
Her male counterparts hated her less when they spent too much time dreaming of the day they’d fuck her.
If only she’d been as insightful when she was sixteen. It might have helped her and Emily.
Stop. Don’t you fucking ruin this for me.
Frankie gave herself a hard mental shake.
Losing focus during a time like this wasn’t a price she was willing to pay.
She took a deep breath, turning to see that Evan had pulled the covers all the way back on her bed and climbed in, exactly as instructed.
Pleasure skittered down her spine as she took in Evan’s bare ass.
They’d also rolled up their tank top so that it sat midway on their back.
All that soft skin was exposed to Frankie’s view, looking as tempting as ever.
She could already envision just how flushed and pretty her marks on their skin would be.
“My, my, aren’t you a good boi, all splayed out like the feast you are and waiting for your Domme? If there is one thing you’ll learn from playtime with me, little thief, it’s that good subs get rewarded.”
A breathy noise left Evan as Frankie approached the head of the bed.
Their fingers had the faintest tremble to them, which Frankie instantly zeroed in on.
A smug smile appeared as she reached for Evan’s left wrist, at the same time reaching under her mattress for the restraint strap she had secured there.
She met Evan’s eyes behind their slightly fogged-up lenses.
They were hot already, and the two of them had barely started.
Hell, Frankie hadn’t scratched the surface on things she wanted to do to Evan before the night’s end.
She fit the cuff carefully around her sub’s wrist. “Tell me what color you are right now.”
“Green, Daddy.”
“Excellent.” Frankie finished with the clasp before tugging on the restraint.
Another airy breath escaped Evan, their gaze steadfast on Frankie.
Frankie reached out and very gently traced her fingers along the sharp angle of Evan’s jawline.
“I’ve wanted you at my mercy for so long.
From the moment I laid eyes on you, I just knew I had to have you. ”
“I-I’m yours.” Evan’s eyes fluttered closed, and they leaned into her touch.
“Yes, I do believe you are.” Frankie didn’t waste time securing Evan’s other wrist. As she moved to the foot of the bed and reached for their ankles, she asked what color they were.
“Still very green, Daddy.”
“Mm-hmm, good. I plan to bind you fully to my bed and then, I’ll tease and torment your body until you’re a sopping mess for me. What do you say to that? You can end it all right now, just say the word.”
Evan gave a vehement shake of their head, craning behind them to see Frankie. “I say … thank you, Daddy. Y-your pleasure is my pleasure.”
“Mmm, I had a feeling you’d be a natural at this. And you’re absolutely right. Turning your tantalizing ass and thighs into a ripe, plump, tomato red would bring me immense pleasure.”
Frankie reached under the mattress again, pulling out the two ankle restraints before carefully securing them on Evan.
Desire flared hot in her belly as she examined her handiwork.
She trailed the flogger lightly up and down Evan’s legs, relishing the breathy shudder to leave them.
“Remember,” she said, and quickly flicked her wrist. The flogger’s thin strips brandished into a fan shape before making contact with Evan’s lean thighs.
Evan hissed, tensing momentarily. “Yellow tells me you want me to slow down or pause. If you say red, I’ll stop what I’m doing immediately. What color are you now?”
“Still green, Daddy.”
“Good, because I’ve been dying to give you a good flogging.
One where your pain becomes pleasure and you think of nothing else but how generous your Domme is, and how thankful you are.
” She snapped the flogger again, her pussy clenching at the crack as it made contact with Evan’s flesh again, and once more they flinched, sucking in a breath.
Frankie’s breasts were heavy inside the fabric of her blouse, her stiffening nipples jutting the piercings against her bra.
It had been so long since she’d derived pleasure from teasing a submissive, and Evan was so much more than that.
Frankie brought the flogger down across Evan’s ass cheek, not too hard, just with enough force to make Evan’s skin sting.
An audible groan left them, and the blossoming red on their skin was immediate.
“You’re doing so well. Seeing you tied up like this is turning me on. What do you think, six, seven more? Can you handle that?”
Evan’s breath hitched, their ass muscles flexing, and hell, it was hot.
Frankie wanted to dip low and run her tongue over Evan’s hot flesh, over every inch the flogger had touched.
But she didn’t want to stop there. She couldn’t wait to make her way further, sinking her tongue deep into Evan’s sex from behind, and then, sinking the dildo in as well.
“I’m wet for you, Daddy.”
“Mm-hmm, and that makes me so pleased.” Frankie snapped the flogger twice in rapid succession over Evan’s thighs and ass, her pussy pulsing with each point of contact.
Damn, this was going to be a good night.
By the time the flogger made contact for the last time, Evan’s hisses and groans of pain had transformed.
Frankie sank her teeth into her bottom lip, eyes flashing with excitement as she watched Evan writhe and moan in erotic pleasure.
Or as well as they could while bound to her bed.
“How are we?”
“So good.” Evan’s soft voice cracked a little, and they looked up at Frankie with aroused, out-of-focus eyes.
“You look exquisite spread out for me,” Frankie said and set the flogger down on her nightstand.
Evan kept their eyes trained on her as Frankie removed her jacket, hanging it up behind the door.
Then she slipped out of her socks and pulled her blouse loose from where it tucked into her dress pants.
She made her way back to the bed, crouching low to face her sub. “Can I touch you, Evan?”
“You can always touch me, Daddy.”
Behind their glasses, Evan’s gaze darkened.
It couldn’t have been comfortable to wear them in that position, so the first thing Frankie did was reach up and remove them.
She set the glasses beside the discarded flogger with her attention still on Evan.
Without them, Frankie could make out every detailed emotion her sub tried so hard to conceal from her.
“No more hiding, little thief. During playtime at least, I want to see all of you.”