EXTRACT FOR
Preacher's Pet
(Traci Wilde)

"Pastor Joe?" she said, her voice rising.

"Mandy, I'll give you one more opportunity. If you feel like you want to go back home, back out, this is the time to do so. Otherwise, I need your commitment ??" you must trust me, you must agree to do everything I say."

It was easy to say yes earlier, in the church, in the glow of having just had sex. Now, alone, in the dark, who knows how far from her home, Mandy wasn't so sure.

"I need your answer," he said, placing his hand on her knee, caressing her thigh.

Mandy recalled the feel of his hands against her bare legs, the sensation of his kiss against her pussy.

"Yes," she whispered.

"Anything?"

"Yes," she repeated.

"Keep your blindfold on."

She heard him climb from the car, then a few seconds later heard her car door open, felt the cooler air rushing into the car.

"Are we in the mountains?"

"Never mind," he said, taking her arm in his hand, helping her from the car. He guided her, slowly, carefully, for a short walk, then up a small set of stairs. She stood while listening to him fumble with his keys, then she heard the sound of a door opening. Again, his hand on her arm, guiding her. She felt carpet under her feet, more walking, then a long flight of stairs down, another door opening, a couple of more steps, then they stopped.

She felt rope looped around her right wrist.

Mandy pulled her hand back. "What ar??""

His hand clamped over her mouth. "You said you would trust me, gave me your commitment. Now quiet."

A small seed of fear sprouted deep inside. Mandy trembled, but nodded yes.

Pastor Joe looped the rope around her right wrist several times, then crossed her left wrist over her right wrist, more rope looping ??" around both of her wrists, between them, rope pulling tight, biting into her skin ??" then she felt him tying off a knot. He stepped away for a second and she pulled, trying to see if she could free her wrists. There was no give in the rope ??" she was bound tightly, and not getting free.

She felt him return, wrap more rope around her wrists, then without warning her arms were jerked up hard overhead, stretching upward until her feet were nearly lifted from the floor. She felt him against her, arms moving, tying, then he stepped away.

"Pastor Joe, please??""

A smack against her ass. Even through her jeans, it stung.

"Until this weekend is completed, you do not speak unless I give permission. Understood?"

Mandy shivered now, afraid, not sure what to do. She nodded her head.



Then he pulled the blindfold from her face. At first the light was too bright, she couldn't see. She squinted, blinked several times, and then her eyes gradually adjusted to the light. When they did, that seed of fear inside bloomed full and strong.



She was in a room, a table in the middle, an X-shaped cross in the corner. Hanging on the wall were all sorts of ... items. A whip, leather straps, ropes, chains, gags. On a second, smaller table against the wall were more things ??" what looked to be vibrators, clamps, blindfolds, and a number of things she didn't recognize.



"Please, Pastor Joe, wha??""

Another sharp smack on the ass.



"You said you wanted to learn discipline. I will expose you to a disciplined lifestyle. And your first lesson commences now. See if you can control your emotions, look at these tools and toys without letting your emotions run wild. 

I'll return at the appropriate time."



With that Pastor Joe left the room, shut and locked the door behind him.



Amanda glanced around the room, noticed more of what he called tools ??" small chains hanging from the ceiling, Some sort of glass globe mounted on a stick, a metal floor pad in one spot in the room, wires from the metal pad connected to what looked like a small car battery, and more.



Amanda shivered, and wondered just what the pastor had in store for her. And what would happen if she demanded to be freed.



"He'll ignore me," she whispered to herself. "I gave myself to him."



She looked around the room, and one part of their conversation from the church came back to her.



"Okay, I'm all yours."



"Yes you are."



And Amanda realized that yes, for now, she was his. And there was nothing she could do about it...