CHAPTER 152 Whatever You Want

　　Lisa's P.O. V.

　　We started on the kitchen table, but that's not where we ended. My hands were bound by a soft silk scarf of mine that Davis made into an impromptu bind. He was being creative, trying new things since I told him he could do what he wanted. I enjoyed seeing him think, seeing what some of his fantasies were. It helped that everything he had done so far had brought me immense pleasure.

　　"Are you sure you' re okay for me to keep going?" Davis asked again. He'd gotten worried as we continued that I would be too sore, or that I was already hurting and not saying a word.

　　"I promise I'm fine, more than fine. Please, Davis, keep going."