Trapped Between Two Alphas (Katerina) novel Chapter 39

(Katerina's POV)

I opened the door to our bedroom and saw Kol sitting naked in the middle of our four-post king-size bed with his erect cock proudly on display. I watched his mouth drop open as he took me in. I loved how his eyes traveled up and down my body, drinking in every detail of my dominatrix outfit. My nipples were almost painfully erect and the wetness of my pussy had created a large dark wet spot in the crotch of the Lycra thong. I couldn't remember the last time I was so worked up.

After a few moments, our eyes met and he started to speak until I cut him off. "Lower your eyes."

His mouth dropped open in shock at my simple order, then he quickly complied. "Yes, Ma'am."

I paused, giving him time to lower his eyes and wait on me. I was happy that I didn't have to remind him about the correct way he was now going to address me. It also pleased me that he was taking this seriously-our decision to allow me be the dominant for a while, while he submits to me.

"I want you to listen to me carefully. From now on, when I allow you the honor and privilege of worshiping my body, you'll be rewarded for obeying me and severely punished when you don't."

His eyes remained lowered onto the bed and his hands began gently trembling.

"Do you understand me?"

"Yes, Ma'am," he said softly.

I waited for a full minute and made sure he didn't raise his eyes. I wanted to begin training him to wait on me. From now on, everything we did together, both in and out of the bedroom, would be done on my timetable, not his.

"Lie on your back, but with your feet at the head of the bed."

For a split second I saw a bewildered look appear on his face and then he quickly complied with my order. I loved how his eyes were pointed at the wall at the head of the bed and not at me.

"Extend your arms."

Again he hurriedly followed my order.

Taking my time, I reached underneath the bed and produced two large leather cuffs that were attached to cable ties. The cable ties were securely fixed to the bedposts right above the carpet.

"Have you ever been restrained?"

I was pretty sure I knew the answer to my question before even asking it. However, I wanted to ask in an attempt to add a little more drama to the moment.

"No, Ma'am," he said, in a shaky, uneven voice.

I began to buckle the thick leather straps to his wrists while I spoke.