“Yes.”

Nina took Cassie’s hand and tugged her over to the far side of the room.

Cassie saw where they were heading, and a sharp bolt of want spiked inside her cunt.

The cross was free-standing, rather than attached to the wall, but bolted into the floor for stability. Soft leather cuffs were fastened to the four points, with one pair just above her head and the other at her ankles.

Nina pulled Cassie around to stand in front of the cross. Cassie swallowed. Based on what she’d read, crosses were often used for floggings or spanking, and she knew she wasn’t ready for that. Yet.

“W-what do you want to do to me?” Although Cassie was a little nervous, she met Nina’s gaze without flinching.

Nina stepped closer and ran a fingertip along the line of Cassie’s jaw, eyes blazing with a mix of warmth and desire.

“It’s okay,” she whispered. “I’m not really into pain, at least not much. I am, however, definitely into teasing.” She moved her fingertip slowly down Cassie’s chest into the V of her tee shirt. “And tormenting.” The fingertip caressed the tops of Cassie’s breasts, and Cassie shivered. “And trying things I’ve never tried before.” The fingertip crept up again, moved slowly across Cassie’s lips, and dipped just inside her mouth. Cassie sucked it in and bit gently on the fingertip. A whimper erupted from Nina, and Cassie was immensely satisfied with that reaction.

“I’ve never had anyone tied into one of these before.” Nina pulled her finger away from Cassie’s lips and nudged her backwards. “But the thought of having you there, right now, is turning me on more than anything else I’ve ever done. So, can I?”

Her eyes smouldered, and they were filled with urgency. Nina’s breathing grew ragged, and her fingers twitched where they were splayed on Cassie’s waist.

Something broke loose in Cassie, something she hadn’t realised was wound tight inside her until right this minute.

“Yes,” whispered Cassie, stunned at her own eagerness. “God, yes.”

Nina sucked in a breath, and she roughly pushed Cassie back against the metal of the cross. It was solid against her back as Nina buckled in one arm and then the other. The instant Nina pulled them tight, Cassie tensed with an excitement, an anticipation, she’d never known. Her clit throbbed, standing tight and proud inside her jeans and already desperate for Nina’s touch.

Nina stood back a little and, holding herself a few inches away, stared at Cassie strapped in.