Chapter 18

The playroom had been one of the first fully functional rooms in the house when they had fixed everything up. Hooks were embedded in one wall when Gideon didn’t want to bother with an apparatus, as well as the ceiling when he craved a suspended partner. There were the matching cages Jesse and Emma had been proud to own along one wall, with long cupboards that housed every whip, flogger, weight, and clamp in their possession. Anything they might want was in that room. Jesse’s heart thumped with excitement at what might tickle Gideon’s fancy tonight.

Goose bumps erupted along his skin as they stepped inside. Gideon kept the temperature lower in here on purpose. The contrast when they started heating up made it more than worth it. Especially when Gideon issued his most common command in the playroom.

“Strip.”