Balance

with anticipation too. He knew the theory of what he had to do, but this was the first time he was going to experience it himself. He had to remain still, not move, and do what he was told, and in return, he would be taken Balance | Zahra Owens
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    so high he’d experience ecstasy like he’d never felt before. All right, he knew this probably wouldn’t go all the way the first time. At least he’d surprised himself by telling his Dom exactly what he wanted from him. Of course, it helped that Nando was who he was. Cooper had been nervous, afraid that the man who was going to initiate him would be so far from his type, he’d be turned off and tempted to leave.
    Instead, it was the guy he’d been lusting after since he’d inspected the newly opened tattoo shop that morning. This must be his lucky day.
    Nando walked around him predatorily, and Cooper had a hard time keeping his eyes down. That morning he’d seen Nando in a T-shirt and jeans. The tattoo artist’s not-short-but-still-compact frame had been evident, even though there was nothing figure-hugging about his clothes. Now his chest was bare, and he was only dressed in extremely tight leather trousers and his tattoos, which Cooper hoped he would get a chance to study up close some time in the future. For now, he had to content himself with stealing looks when Nando wasn’t watching him.
    “Are you nervous, Cooper?”
    Cooper nodded.
    “Do you trust me?”
    At first Cooper shrugged slightly; then he nodded hesitantly.
    Nando leaned over to whisper in his ear. “You’re at my mercy. As long as you behave, I can make it really good for you.”

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    Nando moved away, and Cooper had to resist turning around when he heard some unfamiliar noises. It was exquisite torture, but he told himself to trust the man. It wasn’t like he had a choice. He wanted this, wanted to be taken care of, wanted to experience what he’d seen that man on stage go through, only better, because he was going to be manhandled by another man, not a woman.
    “You have nice arms, Cooper,” Nando said softly, somewhere near his ear. He was stroking Cooper’s biceps.
    “Push them back a bit.”
    It wasn’t a question. Cooper knew that, even though Nando’s voice didn’t sound very commanding.
    “Further,” Nando demanded. “Push your elbows toward one another.”
    Cooper tried hard to comply, but it was an awkward position. Then he felt the slightly coarse scrape of rope on his skin, and his breathing sped up. Nando’s soft humming in his ear certainly helped keep up the tension as the rope slipped over his left upper arm, then his right. Cooper resisted the tension on the rope, but even after one rotation, he found he could do no more than place his hands on his thighs. For a minute, he stretched his arms back again but found he could only touch his hips after that. The rope didn’t pinch any nerves, and Cooper didn’t think it was cutting off the circulation to his hands. Even if Nando was no master, he certainly knew what he was doing.

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    AFTER checking the rope was secure, Nando moved around Cooper again. Maybe it was his imagination, but he thought he could see Cooper swaying a little as he sat on his knees.
    Maybe he’d misjudged the man’s strength? Maybe his knees were starting to hurt? He couldn’t start feeling sorry for him now. If it became too much for him, he could always use his safeword. Somehow, Nando thought Cooper wouldn’t unless he was really desperate, and judging from the more than ample erection standing out from Cooper’s flat stomach, he was only desperate to continue. Nando had to admit to himself that he was rather proud of his handiwork. He’d only tied Cooper’s elbows together and not even that tightly, yet the man could barely move.
    “You like this, don’t you?” Nando asked, standing in front of Cooper. Cooper nodded and looked up at him with all the admiration of a loyal puppy. The configuration wasn’t right, though. Cooper on his knees came to about Nando’s nipple line.
    “Sit back.”
    Much better.
    “Now scoot back until you’re against the wall.” Cooper complied without question, like a good little sub.
    When he was in position, he looked at Nando again, silently asking if it was good now. Nando smiled and ruffled Cooper’s hair. A strand ended up in front of Cooper’s eyes, and Nando could tell he was having a hard time not blowing it away, so Nando did it for