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Tomorrow!

I’m ridiculously excited! I hope you are too!

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https://katherinerhodes.wordpress.com/clubimperial/

The links will go active tonight!

Oh, you’d like one more teaser? Oh, sure… why not.

She walked over and stood in front of him, saying nothing. He heard her cracking something against her hand, a crop perhaps. He waited. A moment later he knew he was right about the crop as she placed it under his chin and raised his face to look at her.

“Stand,” she said.

She was pure Domme at that moment and he found his breath starting to race. He stood.

“Why?” she asked.

“Why what? Uh, Mistress?”

“Why do you want this?” she asked.

“I don’t want to think,” he said.

“Are you sure?” Emmy asked. Her eyes were hard, but gorgeous and curious.

“I’ve destroyed my brother, I don’t want to think,” he said.

“I’ll do this,” she said, “under the condition that you swear, and I mean swear, that you are not doing this to punish yourself for what happened today. That is not what this is about. This is about you wanting to escape. Do you swear it?”

“I swear it, Mistress,” he said.

She stared at him. “Pick a safe word.”

“Safe word?”

“That’s a question,” she stated. “There are no questions in here. Pick a safe word.”

Nathaniel thought for a moment. “Imperial.”

Emmy nodded. “You understand that this time, stop will not work. It will not work. Repeat it.” Nathaniel repeated it. “The only thing that will work is the safe word. What is the safe word?” Nathaniel said it again. “I’m doing this because you asked, Nathaniel. Because you want this as much as I do tonight. You will irrevocably break my trust if you make this about punishment. I want you to keep your mind empty, concentrate on what the feelings in your body. No macho shit. Am I understood?”

“Yes, Mistress,” he said.

“On the saddle horse,” she said.

He stood and stepped up on it, bending over and grabbing the hand holds on the other side. He held on, waiting for her. The strains of violins and horns softly started to fill the room. He heard her boots clicking on the floor, and a drawer open and close. The boots clicked again and her voice was soft and breathy in his ear. “I’m going to blindfold you. Do you trust me?”

“Yes, Mistress,” he said.

The horns and violins began to swell at she covered his eyes with a silk scarf. He thought he should recognize the sounds, but didn’t want to root around in his mind for the information. He closed his eyes, and listened to the music.

Holst, his mind threw up. Mars, Bringer of War.

“I’m going to use the paddle for twenty. Are you ready?” she asked.

“Yes, Mistress,” he answered. And instead of tensing up, he relaxed completely.

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