{NIKOLAI}
I watched as Dasha snuck a glance out at the deck. Looking for someone to rescue her?
I bit back a smile. There was no rescue for her. Not from me. "Now, Dasha."
She responded to my command, instantly crawling onto the bed, and I liked how eagerly she moved when I used that tone of voice. Silent, she stretched out on her back and waited, a good little pet.
But I could see inside her mind. She wasn't broken yet, which meant this was an act to earn my trust.
Poor, misguided kitten.
I had no trust to earn. If Dasha thought I would ever let down my guard around her, she was mistaken. She was a means to an end for me.
Still, I could play along, let her believe I was falling under her pussy's spell.
"Arms up," I said, pleased when she obeyed. Rebellion swirled in the brown depths of her gaze but she said nothing, merely watched as I secured her hands to the bed with the cuffs. I left her legs free for now.
