I loved calling him Master. I loved the fact that I could submit to him when I had never been able to submit to anyone else. I felt as if I had finally found myself. It was slowly coming to me that I could be submissive and not be a doormat. I had strength in me that I had never known before, and Trev was bringing that out. I sighed gratefully and relaxed into this scene with my Master.
Trev stepped forward and cupped my chin to plant a small light kiss on my lips. “Good, girl. Now, go get in position.”
I hurried over to the cross and held my hands up so he could wrap the soft leather cuffs around my wrist. He wrapped the matching set at the bottom around my ankles efficiently, then double-checked the cuffs to make sure they weren’t too tight before stepping away.
“How’s that? Not too tight?” he double-checked with me.
“No, Master,” I replied warmed over his concern.