Work-in-progress

Business Calls - an erotic romance novelette

from TheGucciSlut

“What did I tell you about making me wait?” He pulled the thin riding crop slowly between his fingers as he leaned into her face. The wrist and arm restraints limited her movement on the steel Saint Andrew’s Cross that stood in the center of the small, sound-proof room. She tried to twist her head to the side as he wiped the dripping saliva from the corner of her mouth. He knew she hated the way this simple piece of furniture left her open and vulnerable. “If you make an appointment, I expect you to have stripped and stand ready for me outside my door. Besides,” he added with a smile, “I don’t want to waste your money.” He circled around to the front of the cross and ran the side of the leather crop down the curves of her hips. She squirmed as he drew the instrument slowly across her flesh in anticipation of the first strike. She always squirmed at the start of her session.