Chapter Five
IAIN STROLLS OVER TO the chest and I watch, my mood somewhere between content and bloody elated. Every cell in my body is alive, switched on, sensitised to the least touch, the merest whisper of contact. I trust him, utterly. He turns to face me, and I let out a sigh. I knew it would be that. The violet wand. This will be another first for me, one I'm desperate to experience.
"You know what this is, Rose? What it does?"
"Yes, Sir. Electrical play."
"Have you tried it before?"
"No, Sir."
"Okay, a fairly gentle introduction then."
He approaches me again and I get a clear view of the toy. He has attached the comb extension. I remember reading somewhere that this is one of the less intense uses of this particular equipment, and I wonder if I may be just a little disappointe
