Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 43014 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 215(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43014 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 215(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
“Come in,” Mistress Ella said.
“Good luck,” Maya whispered. She draped the leash over Skylar’s shoulder and took a step back.
“Wait,” Skylar murmured anxiously. “You’re not coming with me?”
“Nope. You’re on your own now.” Maya stood on tiptoe to give Skylar a peck on the cheek and then gave her a gentle push. “You’ll do great. Go on. You mustn’t keep them waiting.”
With a last look at Maya, Skylar pushed open the door and stepped inside.
The room looked like someone’s den, with chairs and sofas arranged in a conversational grouping, a desk set against one wall. Mistress Ella sat on a loveseat, legs crossed, her silver hair swept up in a chignon, long red earrings dangling from her lobes. She wore a dark red gown, a long slit up one thigh, her feet shod in red slingback sandals with pointy toes. She looked a little older than her picture, maybe in her late forties, though still extremely attractive, with high cheekbones and dark, almond-shaped eyes.
Skylar recognized Master Ryan from the website. He was as gorgeous in real life as in the pictures, blond streaked and blue-eyed with a movie star smile. He wore a white, open-neck shirt over black jeans, blond hairs gleaming on his tan forearms. The phrase, “too handsome for his own good” popped into her mind. She’d never really gone in for the pretty boys. He’d probably broken quite a few hearts.
She fixed her gaze on Master Caelan, her heart jumping with nervous anticipation as he got to his feet.
He flashed her a warm smile and then turned to Master Ryan and Mistress Ella. “May I present slave Skylar, my trainee for the next seven days. Skylar, this is Mistress Ella and Master Ryan.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you in the flesh, Skylar,” Mistress Ella said with a smile.
“Welcome to Desire Island,” Master Ryan added, his brilliant blue eyes twinkling. “We hope you enjoy your stay.”
“I’m really excited to be here,” Skylar replied, managing a smile despite her nerves. She moved toward one of the empty chairs but Master Caelan stopped her with an upraised hand.
“No, Skylar. Slaves and trainees do not sit on the furniture unless directly invited to do so. You will stand in front of us for presentation. Place your hands behind your head and stand at attention. That means straight posture, chin up, eyes down, feet shoulder-width apart.”
Heat flooded Skylar’s cheeks. This was really happening. This wasn’t a sexy game at a club. It was real. Swallowing hard over the sudden lump of anxiety, she assumed the position, her heart thudding in her chest.
Chapter 4
Skylar was lovely, her skin flawless, her eyes clear and intelligent, her mouth sensual. Her round, full breasts were artfully framed by the leather straps crisscrossing her body, the nipples pleasingly rouged and fully erect. Her torso was long and slender, her hips a gentle, feminine curve.
It was sheer luck that he’d pulled the assignment, as both Ella and Ryan were working with trainees of their own at present. Word was really getting out about the place and folks were clamoring to come to the exclusive island. They were already talking about hiring additional staff, both Doms and subs, to meet the rising demand for their special services.
“Skylar,” he said, crossing his legs to hide his erection, “you will now present yourself for our inspection. Please turn around slowly and with as much grace as you can manage.”
A “Yes, Sir,” would have been nice, but he hadn’t asked her a direct question, so he let it pass.
Once her back was to them, he directed, “Now, bend forward and grab your ankles. Keep your legs wide apart and as straight as you can. We want a good view of your cunt and ass.”
She stiffened, hesitating. If she were trained, he would have reprimanded her for that hesitation, but for now he let it slide.
She bent forward, lowering her torso as she reached for her ankles, her long, honey hair brushing the floor. The exercise was more about her willingness to obey than their actual need to inspect her body. There would be plenty of time for that. Nevertheless, he leaned forward, admiring the firm globes of her pretty little bottom. Her cunt was beautiful, the delicate folds in shades of pink between strong, slender thighs.
He reached for the tube of lubricant on the end table next to his chair and got to his feet. The bulge was clearly visible in his jeans, but that couldn’t be helped. And anyway, Ella and Ryan weren’t looking at him. Their gazes were fixed on the lovely sight before them all.
“I’m going to touch you now,” he informed the girl. “I’m going to examine your cunt and ass. You will not move out of position. Is that understood?”
“Yes, Sir,” Skylar replied breathlessly. She was trembling ever so slightly.