Truth or Dare

A soft "Yes, Sir" was all I could manage in reponse. This bet was spiraling out of my control in record time. I tried to ignore the feel of his leather clad fingers tracing lightly across my skin. He never repeated his movements, though and I could no more ignore those carresses than I could stop breathing.

"Am I interrupting your concentration, girl?" He asked quietly.

"Yes, Sir," I answered dutifully, working very hard at keeping my voice neutral. Now his fingers strayed along my collarbone, stroking ever so gently before he traced a line down between my breasts.

"Do you enjoy only pleasure, or will a little bit of pain increase your enjoyment?"

"I...I can't answer that," I stammered.