Sara
raised a
hand to
knock on
the
detailed
mahogany
door,
only to
pause
with her
knuckles
mere
inches
from the
wood.
Music
blared
from
behind
the
solid
barrier
and she
wondered
what was
going on
inside.
She
glanced
at her
car
parked
in the
small
lot next
to
Cade’s
4x4
truck
then
down the
long
lane
leading
back to
the main
road.
Second
thoughts
raced
through
her head
and
jumped
up and
down,
waving
their
arms
wildly.
If she
turned
around
right
now, she
could be
back at
her
apartment
in less
than a
half
hour.
Pushing
their
boundaries
had been
her
idea.
Leaving
wouldn’t
be fair
to Cade,
who had
come a
day
early to
take
part in
the
master’s
training
session
the sex
spa
provided.
Besides,
if she
were
truly
being
honest
with
herself,
she was
more
than a
little
curious
as to
what he
had in
store
for
them.
They’d
agreed
to this
weekend
together
and she
wasn’t
going to
chicken
out now.
Straightening
her
spine,
Sara
steeled
her
nerves.
She
lifted
her hand
a second
time and
allowed
her
knuckles
to rap
against
the
wood.
The
sound
was so
quiet,
she
didn’t
expect
anyone
to hear
it over
the
music,
and was
more
than a
little
surprised
when the
heavy
door
swung
open.
Sensual
jazz
flowed
out
through
the
opening
and
wrapped
around
her like
a
blanket,
infusing
her with
a
libidinous
feeling.
A petite
woman
with
long
raven
hair and
an ashen
complexion
appeared
from
behind
the
door,
her
cat-like
eyes
holding
a
cautious
gaze
over
Sara.
“Can I
help
you?”
The
intensity
of the
woman’s
stare
made
Sara’s
nerves
to
dance,
causing
her
stomach
to
somersault.
“Hi…I’m
Sara
Kingston.
I’m
supposed
to
arrive
today
for my
um…weekend?”
The
woman’s
scarlet
lips
turn up
at the
corners
and
slowly
twisted
into a
smile.
“Ah,
yes. Ms.
Kingston.
I’m
Patty
Black.
We spoke
on the
phone.”
She
thrust
out a
hand for
Sara to
shake.
Sara
cupped
the
woman’s
palm
lightly.
Black
nails
curled
at the
tips of
the
woman’s
fingers
and
scraped
along
Sara’s
wrist as
she
pulled
away.
Ms.
Black
motioned
for her
to
enter.
“Please
come in.
I have
everything
set up
for
you.”
A new
wave of
trepidation
flooded
through
Sara as
she
picked
up her
suitcase
and
walked
past Ms.
Black
into the
house.
It was
unnerving
to know
a
complete
stranger
was
aware of
her
sexual
inadequacies.
It was
even
more
unnerving
not to
know
what the
woman
had
planned
for her.
“Here,
let me
have
your bag
delivered
to your
room.”
Ms.
Black
motioned
to a
doorway
behind
Sara.
Cade
appeared,
and he
crossed
the room
to
retrieve
her
luggage.
Sara did
her best
to hide
a grin.
Clad in
skin-tight
jeans
and a
white
cotton
tee she
swore
was
painted
on, he
reached
down to
pick up
her
suitcase.
The
muscles
in his
chest
rippled
and
flexed
beneath
the
fabric
of his
shirt,
inciting
a
similar
reaction
in
Sara’s
nether
region.
He
refused
to look
directly
at her,
and her
internal
smile
faded.
Was he
now
angry
with her
or had
he
simply
taken on
his role
as her
master?
Either
way, for
now
she’d
have to
play
along,
until
she
could
talk to
him. He
picked
up her
bag,
turned,
and
walked
away,
leaving
Sara
with a
perfect
view of
his
tight,
muscular
ass. In
preparation
for this
weekend,
they’d
abstained
from sex
for the
last
month,
and her
libido
was now
voicing
its
dissatisfaction.
“Ms.
Kingston?”
Sara
returned
her
attention
to Ms.
Black.
“Yes?
I’m
sorry.”
“I’d
like to
go over
a few
ground
rules
before
you
begin.”
Sara
cast one
last
covetous
glance
at the
now
closed
door,
and
followed
Ms.
Black
into the
parlor.
The
woman
motioned
to an
empty
chair.
“Please
have a
seat,
and
we’ll
get
started.”
* * * *
Cade
stood
with the
door
open a
crack
and
listened
to the
conversation
taking
place in
the
other
room.
Though
he could
barely
make out
what was
being
said,
his
innate
curiosity
kept him
firmly
rooted
in
place.
When he
agreed
to this
weekend,
he
hadn’t
fully
understood
what it
entailed.
After
being
here for
a full
day,
learning
everything
he
needed
to know
to
complete
their
weekend
encounter,
he
couldn’t
believe
Sara had
known
what she
was
walking
into.
All he’d
really
wanted
out of
their
relationship
was a
little
variety
in their
sex
life.
What Ms.
Black
had in
store
was so
much
more.
She’d
explained
to him
he’d be
taking
on the
roll of
‘trainer’,
and he’d
have to
play a
character
while
Sara
would be
learning
how to
become a
subordinate.
He’d
been
confident
he could
pull it
off with
no
problem,
but now,
seeing
her for
the
first
time in
a month,
he’d
almost
forgotten
his
part.
She'd
blushed
with
embarrassment
and
looked
more
than a
little
uncomfortable,
and he
wanted
to wrap
her in a
hug and
tell her
it would
be all
right,
that she
didn’t
have a
thing to
worry
about as
long as
he was
in
charge.
Not only
would it
have
been a
lie, but
it would
have
ruined
their
opportunity
for a
magnificent
weekend
of
exploration.
Still,
he
didn’t
for a
minute
believe
that
once
Sara
realized
what
would
happen
she’d
actually
go
through
with it.
“What’cha
looking
at?” a
voice
whispered
in
Cade’s
ear,
causing
him to
jump in
shock
and
nearly
let the
door fly
open. He
turned
to find
Everett,
his
roommate
and
counterpart
for the
weekend,
standing
behind
him.
“Damn,
Everett,
you
scared
the hell
out of
me,” he
scolded,
careful
to keep
his tone
low.
Not
looking
the
least
bit
remorseful,
Everett
apologized.
He
leaned
over
Cade’s
shoulder
and
peered
through
the
cracked
door.
“So
what’s
going
on?”
Cade
nodded
toward
the
women.
“Sara
just
arrived,
and I’m
curious
to know
if
she’ll
back out
once she
realizes
what’s
in store
for
her.”
“Let me
see.”
Everett
nudged
Cade
from his
spot and
peered
out the
door.
“Damn,
she’s
hot,
man. She
ranks
right up
there
with my
Karen.”
Cade
nodded.
“Yeah,
she is
beautiful
and
smart,
and
funny…”
Everett
looked
over his
shoulder
at Cade
and
arched a
curious
brow.
“Sounds
like
you’re
head
over
heels
for her.
So why
are you
here?”
Cade
tilted
his head
to one
side and
let his
gaze
fall to
the
carpeted
floor
beneath
his
feet.
“She has
a few
issues
in the
bedroom
department.”
Everett’s
second
brow
rose to
meet the
first.
“Oh.
Vanilla
sex,
huh?”