In the Shadows

Chapter 35

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    When he fully opens the doors, I notice there are silver handcuffs, black to darkish brown riding crops, red ropes, black leather whips, and combat weapons. From a metal leaf-shaped blade that looks like a sword, to different kinds of guns that look strange to me, and I have no idea what type of weapons these are. 

"Why do you have..." What is the proper word to call this? But I can't think of anything, so I just say, "This stuff."

  "These weapons were my grandfather's; he used this for our protection. From..." he says, but then stops when he says the word from, and shakes his head. "Never mind," he shrugs. "It was mostly for decoration. You know to look nice."

   Decoration? Then why did he say for our protection? What is he hiding? More secrets you are keeping from me, Chris?

  "Then why do you have this," I wave my hand around to the handcuffs, whips, ropes, and riding crops.

    He grins wickedly and that smile is uneasy to me. "Hmm, those are actually mine. There are for me..." he pauses for a second, and his eyes are a scorching shade of dark blue, very intense. I have to look away. "And for you," he finally whispers.

     "For me? How?" I ask quickly.  Do I even want to know the answer?

    "For your pleasure," he states.

    My pleasure? What the hell did I get myself into? In all my wildest dreams I never expected Chris to have this. I didn't know this stuff existed in the real world.

  "Are you a dominant?" I blurt out. But the truth is I really have to know if he is or not. To ease my mind. 

  "A dominant?" He says slowly. 

  "Yes," I confirm, then continue. "You know, I would be your submissive and you are my dominant? Or something like that."

 He shakes his head with a half-smile. "Sussianna, I don't need that type of label to get women to do things in the bedroom, or practically anywhere. I know what a dominant and submissive are, and if I did make you my submissive, then that means I want you to pleasure me..." 

  He rakes his hand over through his thick hair and grins slightly.  "Well, I just like to pleasure women. It's my thing. Don't get me wrong, I like to get pleasure as well, but like I said I just love to pleasure women; somehow it arouses me. So to answer your question, no I am not a dominant." 

  "Then why do you have these things?"

  "Because most women love for me to do this to them or were they do it back to me. They actually enjoy it."

   What? How could they impossibly enjoy it? It's not something I would enjoy. He thinks I would be into this. Oh, hell no. Alright, I have read stuff like this before in my erotic books and I thought maybe someday I would be willing to try it, but it was more of a joke to myself. I never thought that I would literally be doing it or that anyone in the real world was actually into this... stuff. I thought this was all fiction.    

   "You think women like to be tortured and be whipped at?" I question him. 

  "Not tortured," he shakes his head. "It's mostly pleasure. I don't do it hard, and if I get too rough on them, I told them to say a safe word. Same with you, if you let me."