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She shook her head, “Not really, no. I just felt a little weird coming here. It seems like it’s someone else’s home, not yours. I mean, I know it’s yours but it just doesn’t really feel that way, you know? It feels like you’re-”
“-looking at it like a guest and not like someone who actually lives here?” he finished his sentence. “Yes, I get that feeling too.”
“You do? But this is your home.”
Damian shrugged. He took her down a flight of stairs, leading them to the basement, and explained “I didn’t grow up here. When I was around four or five years old my mother took me to London. We traveled a lot since then, always relocating every other year or so.”
“That’s hard,” Sasha said, her voice low and melancholic. “Why though? I mean, your family obviously has the money to just stay and be stable in one area.”
He paused for a minute, looked back at her then gave a grin. As she looked into his eyes she sensed he was hiding some level of sadness with that expression on his face.
“My dad is rich,” he answered just as he began heading down the basement hallway and towards a large oakwood double door. “My mom… not so much. She wasn’t really his wife, you see, but they didn’t let the world know that. The world thought she was just my caretaker and that’s what the family, even my father, always said.”
That was a little too heavy for Sasha to hear. She just couldn’t even think about what she would do if she went through that kind of experience. It made her wonder if Damian felt some kind of anger against his father, perhaps which could be why he didn’t feel so comfortable in his manor.
Damian then paused in front of the doors. He let go of her hand and turned around to give her a good look. For a fleeting second, Sasha felt a little exposed. Maybe it was the wine starting to swirl in her head or maybe it was just the uneasy feeling she had willingly gone with this stranger into his home and down into his basement.
“The first step is to trust me,” he whispered as he held onto her arms. She felt the weight of his hands and thought of what it might feel like to have his hands caressing her body, squeezing her breasts or even being rough, slapping her ass while he plowed into her body. It was a strange thing to imagine but she quickly reminded herself where she was. At that point her imagination sort of seemed appropriate.
“Trust you?” Sasha had to ask. “I don’t even really know you. We just met three hours ago.”
Damian smiled and caressed her cheek with his hand. It was honestly quite reassuring and she could not help but shut her eyes and just soak in the moment.
“Let me give you a piece of advice, before I open this door,” he told her. His fingers danced on her cheek and she took a step closer towards him. With his other arm he gently embraced her. “Trust everyone but never let your guard down. It’s like what businessmen often say: hope for the best but prepare for the worst.”
Sasha bit down on her lip and looked up into his eyes as she said, “I’ll trust you. I do want to make a few things clear though.”
“Better say ‘em quick before we open these doors,” Damian told her.
“Definitely no back door,” Sasha said firmly. It wasn’t that she didn’t have some fun having anal sex but she wasn’t open to doing it with a complete stranger. “Whatever you do, don’t get me pregnant. Lastly, nothing too dangerous or risky.”
Damian’s eyes flickered with a burning passion and he responded to her requests with a wicked grin. “All three conditions taken into consideration. Don’t worry my dear, just step into the velvet room with me and forget all that you know about the world outside. In here, no one judges you for being what you are.”
“Which is?”
“A creature of the highest form of pleasure,” he answered and opened the doors.
Sasha’s eyes grew wide when she saw what awaited her in the next room. There was a large, king-sized bed with beautiful red comforters but everything else looked like they belonged in a dungeon instead of a bedroom. She saw strangely designed stockades, drawers that were open and filled with all kinds of sex toys and she a spot on the wall where she could be cuffed and chained. In the middle of the ceiling she saw a rig which she could only assume was meant for hoisting her up with ropes or chains.
“Come,” he said and pulled her by the hand before she could even utter a single response.
Damian brought her to the bed. He sat down by the edge and directed her to stand just two feet in front of him, like he was observing her or something.
“Yes?” she asked as he continued to look her up. “Do I pass your beauty standards or something?”
“Think of a very unique word, one you would never say during sex.”
That struck her slightly off guard. “Huh?”
“Think of a word you would never say while fucking someone,” he repeated, this time with a stronger emphasis on his cuss words. “When a woman says ‘no’ while in this room, it doesn’t really mean anything. The word ‘no’ is part of the game. So in order to let me know you really want to check out I need to hear something unique. ‘Tokyo’ or even something bizarre as ‘alligator’ are fine. Once I hear you say something like that, I’ll immediately stop and you can go home.”
Sasha stood there for a minute, thinking about something she could say quickly and easily in case she wanted to leave. Since ‘no’ was off the table she needed something that was just one syllable in length and also easy to utter even when having sex. Sasha figured she might want something that didn’t need her mouth open since he might gag her.
“How about ‘mercy’?” she asked. At least it was a word she could reasonably say even if he gagged her or kept her mouth wide open. She’d never confuse it with ‘no’ and it was easy enough for both of them to remember.
“That’s a perfect safe word,” Damian said. He then removed his shoes, slowly and carefully, and neatly tucked them underneath the bed. He took off his socks and rolled them into balls before tucking them underneath as well. She watched as he undid the cuffs of his shirt and loosened his belt a little bit.
“What should I do?” Sasha asked. “Uh, should I take off my clothes as well?”
