Love My Way

by Bridget Midway

  “I want you all to practice doing the knots and ties Apple, Willow, and I have just taught you. The three of us will be going around the room to check you all out. Between the three of us, we’ll decide the winner.”

  Begonia, Venus, Poppy and Sunny all attempted their bindings first. Poppy’s was nice, but was way too loose. Sunny’s was better, and so far, she was the frontrunner to win. Venus’s tie was an absolute mess. It was apparent she paid no attention to Eagan or his slaves when they spoke. Begonia’s tie was impressive, but not as impressive as Sunny’s.

  The remaining four women took a stab at binding wrists. Freesia learned nothing from Sunny. Her bindings were too tight and would have definitely caused damage. Meadow attempted a binding trick he hadn’t shown the group, something she said she learned in the Girl Scouts. Although her attempt was ambitious, it fell short of what Eagan wanted to see. He had to give her credit for trying something new. Daisy fared better than Venus, but not by much.

  When Eagan went over to see Lily’s work, he had to rub his eyes to make sure he really saw what he saw. In the short timeframe given them, Lily had tied a rope bra around Poppy’s chest that also connected to Poppy’s wrists.

  “When she pulls it, sir, it’ll squeeze her breasts and nipples.” Lily pulled on Poppy’s wrists. Poppy gasped and moaned at each movement until the statuesque beauty nearly dropped to her knees.

  “Very nice work. Who was your former Master?” Eagan admired the complicated detail in the bindings.

  “Master Do.”

  “I’ve heard of him. He’s taught you well. No doubt about it. Lily, you are the winner. Congratulations.”

  The women all applauded her.

  “If I were you, I would hang out with Lily until the immunity challenge tonight. You’re going to have to learn to do what she did for that challenge.” He turned to Meadow. “Although you have immunity, think about the big picture, Meadow. If I’m teaching this to you it’s because I want you to know it. So still try to do well tonight.”

  “Yes, Master Eagan.”

  Before exiting the taping area, Eagan stared at Begonia as she continued practicing on Meadow. She was the one he wanted to have tied up in knots. As he admired her, he thought of a perfect idea to get her bound.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Ananda tried tying the ropes around her body, but it wasn’t the same, plus she got strange looks from her roommates.

  “Do you think he’ll have us tie each other up in that way that Lily did today?” Meadow wrapped a rope around her wrist then took it off.

  “I don’t know. Who knows after what he did the other day.” Iona kicked back on her bed like the Queen of Sheba. She really must have thought she had this competition in the bag. Eagan made it very clear that in this game, there were no clear-cut winners.

  “A part of me can’t wait to get this over with. I just want to move on with the competition.” Sunny paced the room and looked more like a professional wrestler than a woman about to be tied up like a Thanksgiving turkey.

  “And if you don’t move on?” Ananda’s question stopped Sunny dead in her tracks.

  Before Sunny could answer, Apple appeared at the doorway, now back in her trademark see-through shift and chastity belt. “Ladies, the Master is ready for you.”

  Ananda took a deep breath and climbed out of bed. She smoothed her hands down her dress and followed Apple along with the other women. Instead of going to the foyer, though, she led the group to the living room where cameras were set up.

  The center of the room was left empty. Couches, chairs, ottomans and chaise lounges lined the perimeter of the room.

  “Master Eagan would like for you all to be in position when he arrives.” Willow pointed to the floor.

  “Of course he would,” Poppy said, then popped her gum.

  Ananda didn’t question the reason. She lowered herself to the floor and dutifully got into full position and waited for him. The sound of gentle rustling whispered by her ears; the other women must have gotten down to the floor as well.

  What seemed like an eternity, but must have only been five minutes later, Ananda heard heavy footsteps.

  “Up,” he said.

  Ananda lifted her head, then stood. She didn’t look to the side to see the other women. Right now it was just her and Eagan. The way he returned her stare, he must have felt the same way.

  After his heartfelt apology, she saw him differently. Eagan was a man with strength of character as well as being an overwhelming presence. The more she was around him, the more she wanted to stay, which went against her nature. She wanted to be free, have the bohemian lifestyle of dancing from one show to the next. Settling down with a Master did not fit her plan. Or did it?

  Wearing white drawstring pants and nothing else, Ananda knew this was playtime for him. Her heart pounded, thinking of what he would do to them.

  “I thought about having you all do a little rope play on each other.” Eagan picked up a strand of smooth, white nylon rope. “Instead, I want you all to be my teacher.”

  Ananda blinked. The other women’s breaths caught.

  “I will tie a rope around you and you tell me how to do it. The one who does it the best will win immunity.” He scanned the women and his gaze stopped on Meadow. “Since you have immunity, I want you to go first, Meadow.”

  Meadow stood and took tentative steps toward him.

  “Take off your clothes.”

  Meadow glanced at the camera crews and the other women behind her.

  “They’re all are going to have to do the same thing.” Eagan turned to his slaves. “Willow, help Meadow disrobe.”

  Willow bowed and assisted Meadow in taking off all of her clothes. She held the garments for her as Meadow stood in the middle of the floor completely naked.

  “Now, tell me how to start.” Eagan held the rope in front of her.

  Meadow’s breathing staggered. If she didn’t get a hold of herself, she would pass out.

  “Calm down. Relax, Meadow. Just look me in the eyes. It’s just me and you in here. Think about no one else and nothing else. Got it?”

  Although she nodded, her breathing hadn’t improved. “I think I’m going to be sick.”

  “Apple, help Meadow out of the room.” Eagan took some steps back from her.

  Apple quickly wrapped her arm around Meadow’s shoulders and guided the woman out of the room.

  “Good thing she has immunity.” Eagan shook his head. “Freesia, come on up here.”

  For each woman, he listened to what they wanted. And each woman wanted knots that would rub against her clit. Although they all tried, they all failed. Freesia’s knot sat right at her pussy opening. As Eagan joked, she’d created her own chastity belt. Daisy’s knots landed on her stomach. Venus didn’t want any knots. She wanted the rope strung all over her body without rhyme or reason. Eagan did what she requested and got a mess over her body. Sunny was close in her rope design. She got ambitious and wanted two knots at her clit. Her hope was to have them on the outside of her clit so that they rubbed together. What she got was one knot by her nub and the other behind it.

  “I want that same thing Lily did earlier today. I liked that.” Poppy stripped off her top, exposing her perfectly round breasts with their dark areolas.

  “Take off the rest of your clothes.” Eagan stared at her until she made her next move.

  Poppy shook her head. “What I have planned, I don’t need to be all the way naked. Trust me. You’ll like it.”

  He let out a long sigh. “Fine. You’re going to have to tell me how to do tie you properly.” Eagan held up parachute rope.

  He must have thought Poppy would have forgotten how to do it but she knew exactly what to do. She even changed it a bit to add a string to hang off of her bound wrists, so that Eagan could pull on it as a leash, which would also pull on her bindings to give her pleasure.

  “Very well done. Did you learn that from Lily?” He asked her to turn around to show off his work.
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  “Not the handle part. I figured out that on my own.”

  Ananda couldn’t believe Poppy came up with that. She couldn’t wait to see Lily’s design.

  “Begonia, you’re next.”

  Ananda stood and stripped out of her dress and shoes without question. She planted herself in front of Eagan, who simply stared at her for a moment.

  He blinked, as though snapping himself out of a trance. “What would you like for me to do to you?”

  A million thoughts ran through her brain. Licking her pussy again. Fucking her from behind. Fucking her on his desk. She said, “I want an all-over body rope dressing.”

  Eagan raised his eyebrows. “Very ambitious. You think you can talk me through that?”

  “I’ll sincerely try.”

  Ananda had him place knots two inches apart from each other on the strand. Then, she had him hang the strand around her neck evenly and crisscross over her chest. As she talked to him, she felt like they were the only two people in the room.

  She had him wrapping the knotted rope between her legs, then down her legs so that he made a seam on the backs of each.

  When he was finished, Eagan stepped back to admire the work. “Turn around.”

  In slow easy steps, she turned.

  “Very nice except for one thing.” Eagan approached her. “How do I make you feel good in this?” He grabbed the union of rope in the center of her chest and tugged on it. “Do you feel that at your clit?”

  She did. Sparks shot off in her eyes like fireworks. “Yes.”

  He turned her around. “What about this?” He pulled up on the rope at her back.

  The sensation of the knot nestled at her sexual core nearly dropped her to her knees. “God, yes!”

  “Then it’s a well-made design. I would have liked to have had a little handle like on Poppy’s. Or better yet.” He grabbed her arms and twisted them behind her back without hurting her. “Have your arms bound behind you like this.”

  “Perhaps this is something Master Eagan can show me another time.” She hoped so.

  He let her arms go. “Nice job, Begonia. If I gave out awards for most improved, you would definitely get one today.” He turned to Lily. “And last but not least, Lily. Step up.”

  Lily sat still for a while before finally standing. She approached Eagan, but kept her gaze down to the floor.

  “Take off your clothes.”

  Lily wrapped her arms around her body. “I can’t. I don’t want to do this, Master Eagan.”

  Ananda had to sit down after hearing Lily say that. She was a shoe-in to win this contest. She knew everything there was to know about rope play from the master of it.

  “Lily, I had expected you to be my star today. Is there a reason you’re refusing to participate in this contest?”

  She sniffled and ducked her hands under her mask to wipe away her tears. “Please don’t make me do this, sir. If this makes me go home, then I will go home.”

  Eagan shook his head and told Lily to resume her seat. He asked Willow to bring Meadow back into the room. Wearing a robe now, Meadow sat among the other contestants.

  “Today you all learned about rope play. Some of you truly impressed me with what you came up with.” He glared at Venus. “Some of you need a lot more work.” Then glanced at Meadow. “And some of you need to start believing in yourselves. But there can only be one winner.”

  Ananda knew it would have to be her. She came up with something that was not only elaborate and ambitious as Eagan called it, but it also felt really good on.

  “That winner today is—” His gaze went from Sunny to Poppy to Ananda. “—Poppy.”

  Poppy jumped up and clapped her hands. “It’s about damn time!”

  “Language, Poppy.”

  She covered her mouth. “Oops! Sorry.”

  “You have immunity for the next challenge.” He pointed to Venus and Lily. “Venus and Lily, come to the center of the floor.”

  The two women approached him and didn’t look at each other.

  “Venus, were you asleep when we had this class?” Eagan put his hands to his hips.

  “No, sir.”

  “So you just didn’t care, is that it?”

  Venus shook her head. “I thought what I did was fine.”

  “I don’t want fine. I want perfection. I want you to put a little effort into it like Sunny and Begonia did.” Then, he turned to Lily. “And you out of all of them surprised me. I thought for sure you would have shown me something special that you learned from Master Do. Because you weren’t willing to try at all, Lily, I’m releasing you. Give me your collar.”

  Unlike Rose from the other day, Lily didn’t put up a fight. She unclasped her necklace and placed it in Eagan’s hand. Then she removed her mask. Underneath hid a pretty woman. Her almond-shaped brown eyes held a smoldering look. She had sharp bangs and fine eyebrows. Her skin color looked like fine Sahara sand.

  “I’m sorry to have disappointed you, Master Eagan. Master Do taught me a lot of things. But he always stressed not to share his secrets. Even though I’m no longer his submissive, his request still rings true to me. I shouldn’t have done the bindings I did on Poppy.” She looked at Poppy. “I’m glad it helped you win. Since I still hold some loyalty to my former Master, I couldn’t have been a good submissive to you.”

  “I understand. But why couldn’t you just say that in the competition?”

  She shook her head. “I was ready to go. When I realized that my devotion still belonged to Master Do, I knew I couldn’t go on in this competition. I’m so sorry, Master Eagan. My name is Amy. I’ve enjoyed serving you for the short time I’ve been here.” She bowed her head.

  “I can only hope to have submissives like you, who, way after they have served me, are still as devoted as you are to your former Master. Good luck in your search in finding the Master for you. And have a great time on your trip.”

  Ananda had to get her rope off of herself. Afraid or not, she had to confront Eagan to find out why he didn’t name her the winner and give her immunity. Once she got the rope off, she would string him up!

  * * * *

  Eagan listened to the tenth message from Dris’s agent. The woman was desperate. Having them both feel a bit vulnerable gave Eagan a rush through his body. This was the way he was supposed to feel. He had his control back again.

  Eagan picked up his phone to intercom Aspen for his bath, when he heard a tapping on his window. Considering he was three floors up and didn’t have a tree close enough to have its limbs tap his glass, he set the receiver down and looked outside the window.

  He caught Begonia throwing his expensive rocks again, this time at his window. When she saw him in the window, she stopped. The woman had gone too far.

  Eagan stomped down the back stairway that went to his backyard. He bypassed the camera crews and his security that way. In his backyard, he saw Begonia leaning against the tree where she had given him the best blowjob ever.

  “I should send you home right now,” Eagan said once he stood in front of her.

  “After that last elimination, I wish you would.” She put her fists to her hips. “You told me the last time we were out here for me to learn more about BDSM. I do, and you don’t even reward me?”

  Eagan glanced around then grabbed Begonia’s arm. He pulled her toward his two-bedroom, one-and-a-half bath guesthouse behind his property. He knew the place hadn’t been rigged with cameras.

  “I told you to be prepared to meet the real Eagan Morton.” He walked forward; Begonia didn’t make a move. She stood her ground. “I don’t reward whining and crying. You want my respect, you earn it like everybody else.”

  “God, just pick a personality and stick with it. If you want to be the jerk, be the jerk. That way I’ll know who I’m serving. If you want to be the nice guy, the one who can lick my pussy and make me come so hard that I can’t stand, and who apologizes so sincerely it breaks my heart, be that guy. But stop confusing me.” She attempted to s
torm by him, but Eagan caught her around her waist.

  “You want to know who I am?” He grabbed both of her wrists in one hand and held the union over her head as he had her pressed against the wall. “This is me.” He crushed his mouth against hers.

  Her pillowy lips welcomed him. And when he parted her lips and slipped his tongue in her mouth, she welcomed that, too, sucking it like she’d sucked his cock. He kicked her feet apart then reached under her dress and glared at her when he felt her panties. With one hard yank, he had them ripped off her body.

  Begonia’s pupils darkened. Her nipples stood rigid under her dress.

  “Are you wet yet?” Not waiting for a verbal response, he slipped his fingers between her nether lips and found a pleasant surprise. “Ah, nice and wet.” He circled her hardened nub with his thumb.

  In response, Begonia rotated her hips. Eagan slipped his middle finger deep inside of her, making her arch her back and balancing herself on her toes. He thrust his finger inside of her in a slow and easy rhythm. She opened her legs more and ground her pussy down on his finger. Her slick inner walls closed around his digit. She was ready and this wasn’t a tenth of the amount of pleasure he could give her.

  “Oh, God! Oh, God! Master Eagan!”

  He stared into her wild eyes through her mask.

  “May I come?” Desperation and need filled her voice.

  “You think I should let you come?” He teased.

  She nodded in response.

  “I want to hear you.”

  “Y-y-yes, please. I need to come.”

  “No. Not yet.”

  He slipped his finger out of her then pulled her dress over her head. Not trusting that her legs would be functional right now, Eagan hoisted her in his arms and carried her to one of the bedrooms. He tossed her on the bed, then removed his pants.

  “Treat me like you would your submissive,” Begonia said. “Please. I want to know.”

  Eagan opened the closet. He knew there were scarves in there for when his mother decided to stop over for a surprise visit. His mother never used the scarves the way he was about to use them on Begonia.