ELEANOR’S POV
“Are you scared?”
The fear was evident in my eyes as he walked towards me. Hell, I was scared. I definitely didn’t want him using a whip on me.
“You don’t have to be,” he whispered leaning close to me. “You’ll like it. I promise.”
“No,” I shook my head, watching him lean even closer. “I don’t want to.”
“Do you trust me?” he looked at me directly in the eye as he asked. “If you do then I need you to trust me on this. I’ll be gentle.”
There was something about the sudden look in his eyes that made it impossible for me to say no. like an i***t, I trusted him at that moment. Trusted that whatever he was going to do to I was going to be pleasurable.
“Good girl,” he smiled then got into position. In a flash, he flipped me over, having my stomach pressed against the bed.
His
