“Right,” he said, buying himself some time so he could think of what to do next, “empty the bath and clean it, like you said you were going to. When it’s spotless, take off the dressing gown, hang it back up, then come into the bedroom on your hands and knees and wait for my next command.”
Turning on his heel, he left the bathroom and walked into his bedroom. Inside his head, he applauded himself. He had successfully bought himself some thinking time, without appearing to Rochelle as though he didn’t know what he was doing. If he was truthful to himself, he was completely out of practice with all the domination stuff. His last relationship had not had the D/s element—which was why it hadn’t worked out—and prior to that, the last time he’d played with someone like that had been... God, had
