Will’s P.O.V.
Next Morning
I’m f*****g late.
I’m sprinting across campus, trying to make it to Iva’s class without looking like a complete mess. But the time on my phone is already mocking me. I’m seven minutes late.
I knew I should’ve left earlier. But after last night, I hardly got any sleep, every time I closed my eyes, all I could see was her.
Iva. Completely exposed in front of me, her ankles and wrists restrained to the spreader bar. Damn! I can’t take that view out of my mind.
It was so satisfying to see her like that last night. The way she submitted to me. The way she begged. The way she took her punishment so well. The way she called me master. f**k!
I shake my head, trying to clear the flashbacks before I walk into class with a hard-on.
I swing the door open, trying no
