‘Good girl,’ he whispered in her ear. ‘Such a good girl.’
He pulled off the blindfold and unfastened the gag. Quickly he untied her bonds, then picked her up in his arms and took her into the Safe Room, laying her on the sofa. He sat beside her, her head on his lap while he stroked her hair. They were silent for a while, then he asked her if he could get her anything.
‘Some brandy,’ she said. ‘Not too much.’
He poured a glass for both of them. He sat stroking her gently. After a while he asked her how it had been.
‘Extraordinary,’ she said. ‘Beyond my dreams.’
‘I’m glad,’ he said.
‘There’s only one thing that would make it better, and that’s if you would f**k me now. But you won’t, will you?’
‘No, I won’t,’ he said. ‘It’s not personal. Just policy.’
She sighed, then reached up to k
