Exalted

by Sansa Rayne

“Good. This is what I live for, Carson. Making submissive women come is my art, and I’ve had a very prolific career.”

He smiles as he unties the rope, but my hands aren’t even free for a minute when he re-ties them, this time behind my back. “What the hell?”

Being tied all night in closed space, than again all day is not healthy for someone first time. His test for being serious is somehow off.

“Oh, don’t start complaining now. We’re just getting started.”

Launched into subspace, a mess of pleasure that doesn’t stop, all I care about is holding onto this impossibly wonderful feeling.

Sometimes you can see the difference between uthors who are in the lifestyle and those who are not. Being tied so long is dangeros, even though she was familiar with light bdsm before. Reaching subspace just like that is unrealistic and it seems like he is just doing some predescribed actions that are common in bdsm.