Grooming Kitty: A BDSM Romance Read Free Page B

know what this room is?” Mr. Gardner asked. Mrs. Gardner was behind her, silent and still as a statute. Katherine looked everywhere but at him and did not answer. What did he want her to say? “Go on, Katherine, it’s okay to tell me. You’re a grown woman now, we’re all adults here.” Just that Mr. Gardner recognized her as an adult when it seemed like no one else in her life did gave her a boost.
    “Is it a dungeon?” she asked meekly.
    Mr. Gardner chuckled. “In a way, Katherine. If it was in the basement it would be a dungeon, but we just like to think of it as a playroom. An adult playroom. The objects in here are for restraint and discipline.”
    “Uh, that’s nice, I guess.”
    “I know you must be curious. Please, take a look around.”
    “That’s okay, sir. I understand this is private.”
    Katherine started to back away, but Mr. Gardner’s hand on her back stopped her. Pinpricks of fear swarmed up her spine.
    “I insist, Katherine. Have a look around.” His voice was cold, hard.
    Taking baby steps, Katherine entered the room. She was curious about the things in the room and what they were used for, but she was also turning bright red with embarrassment and would never ask. She could feel the cold from the stone tile even through her socks. She touched some sort of harness hanging on a hook and it jingled when it moved. She risked a glance back at Mrs. Gardner and tried to imagine the woman wearing the harness, or chained up to the wall. She just couldn’t. She did not think it would be Mr. Gardner who was chained against the wall. The vibe between the couple told her who was in charge here. The Gardners were not quite old enough to be her parents—Katherine thought they were in their thirties—but they did seem much like her parents. Mr. Gardner was nice, but stern and uptight and Mrs. Gardner was like the perfect blond suburban wife. Does he really paddle her behind in here? The thought almost made her giggle, but she knew giggling would not be appropriate at the moment. She ran her hands over the soft black leather of what she thought was a gymnastics horse, but this one had shiny rings set into it and seemed sinister.
    “What do you think?”
    “It’s interesting,” she replied cautiously. “Do you guys, uh, use this a lot?” She knew he wanted her to be interested and right now it was very important for her to keep Mr. Gardner happy.
    “Not all the time, but yes, we do enjoy being in here. Sometimes Tara just needs to be punished,” Mr. Gardner said without a hint of irony.
    Katherine looked at Mrs. Gardner, who did not seem shocked or ashamed by what her husband had just disclosed. If it were her, Katherine would be smacking her husband right about now. She didn’t think she could ever understand the Gardners’ relationship. Mrs. Gardner was still standing quietly, her hands at her sides, like she was awaiting orders. It was creepy, so Katherine looked away and fingered a black, coiled whip that hung from a hook. It was the softest leather she’d ever felt, but she bet it would still hurt if someone used it on her. Did Mrs. Gardner really like it? Katherine tried to picture herself bent over and being paddled. She couldn’t.
    Although she wasn’t a virgin, Katherine had only been with two guys. She slept with her first boyfriend once and it hurt so much they never did it again, but things were different with Cody, her second boyfriend. He took his time and Katherine found out sex could be really fun. Now that they were broken up she missed it and hoped she would meet another boy to play with this summer. Once when they were doing it, Cody held her wrists down on the bed, and it was exciting. She felt trapped and it made her heart beat faster because she was at Cody’s mercy, even though she knew he wouldn’t hurt her. If she liked that, would she like being tied up? Katherine thought that might be going too far, but would not rule it out with the right boy.
    “Would you like