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his body at home. Now he stripped off his clothes,
laying them neatly over a small chair in one corner,
and lifted the bottle of oil she d left on the table next
to it. While he rubbed it everywhere on his body,
including his balls and cock, he looked around to see
what she might have chosen for tonight s play, but
everything was still put away. Did she want him to
imagine? To anticipate? Well, he damn sure was
doing that.
Finally he capped the bottle, set it aside, and
stood beneath the spotlight, waiting as so many subs
had waited for him. The heat of the light activated
reagents in the oil and a layer of warmth spread
over his skin. His cock and his balls tingled. Ceding
control was so foreign to his nature. But then he
remembered taking control was just as strange to
Katie. How would she handle it? Would she freak
out? Would he? Anticipation and nerves battled
inside him. Was this the way his subs felt when they
waited for him?
His heart tripped when he heard the swish of a
key card in the slot and the door click as it opened.
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And when Katie stepped inside, his heart damn near
stopped beating.
Her mass of dark hair curled wildly about her
face, her eyes which he hadn t paid enough
attention to before were heavily made up, the
lashes thickened with mascara. Her plump lips were
colored a deep rose. But it was the outfit that stole
his breath. Fingerless mesh gloves rose to her
elbows. A dark red bustier pulled in her waist and
pushed her breasts upward so all but the
underneath slope showed, the nipples poking out
temptingly. Garters stretched down to hold sheer,
black hose in place, and her feet were shod in red
stiletto heels. And that was all she wore.
Her legs climbed all the way to there, and there
was her naked pussy fully exposed beneath the
bottom edge of the bustier. It already glistened with
cream. His cock flexed involuntarily, and electricity
sizzled through his testicles. God, he wanted to bend
her over the padded bench and paddle that sweet
little ass until it matched her lipstick. Then plug her
ass with a vibrator, clamp her nipples, and make her
kneel to take his cock into her mouth. Only before he
came, he d get behind her and plunge into that hot,
little cunt.
Shit. He was in big trouble here.
I see you are properly oiled but also fully
aroused. She stepped closer and touched his shaft
with the tip of one finger. You may not come until I
give you permission. Understood?
He nodded and cleared his throat. Yes,
Mistress.
Good. Very good.
She stepped to the wall and depressed a button.
Manacles descended from the ceiling on lengths of
chain until the dangled just above his shoulders.
Place these cuffs around your wrists and lock
them in place, she ordered, something sparking in
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her eyes.
Reece locked the cuffs carefully into place, then
waited while she pushed the button again and the
cuffs rose until his arms were stretched high over
his head. Taut but not too uncomfortable. Good.
Obviously she wasn t into intense pain.
Katie walked behind him, and he heard her
unlocking the doors of a wall cabinet. Sliding open a
drawer. When she walked in front of him and knelt
down, her soft as silk hair brushed against his
thighs. He had to grit his teeth to keep his cock from
exploding. He concentrated on breathing evenly as
she locked his ankles to a spreader bar, his legs
about three feet apart. He d used one many times on
his subs, enjoying the feeling of helplessness it
created for them. Now he knew how they felt, and he
was stunned at the heat that rolled through him.
I think we re ready to begin. Her voice was low
and sultry. I m looking forward to this. She stood
on tiptoe and kissed him. But first you must give
me a safe word.
Safe word? Would he need one with her?
I m waiting. Do I need to punish you for
refusing to give me one?
No. His voice was thick and he cleared his
throat again. Katydid.
Her eyes flared, and for an instant, he was
afraid she d tell him to pick another one, but she
simply dipped her head once.
Fine. Now we re ready.
She disappeared behind him again, and when
she returned, she was holding a complex cock ring. If
he hadn t been watching her so closely, he d never
have noticed the slight trembling of her hands. So.
She wasn t quite as in command as she pretended to
be. It gave him confidence and made him relax
fractionally.
I understand that this can help restrain orgasm
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if used properly. And tonight I want you to
experience all the things I have planned before I
allow you your release. She stared into his eyes.
You do trust me, don t you?
Yes. He heard the hoarseness of expectation in
his voice. I trust you.
A smile flirted with her lips. Good. Very good.
Reece had to clench his jaw to maintain control
while her fingers, soft as spun silk, wrapped the cock
ring beneath his balls and around the base of his
penis. The oil warmed his skin, but not nearly as
much as her touch. Every nerve ending was firing,
every sense on high alert. It gave him an explicit
understanding of what his subs felt when he played
with them and that gave him an even greater sense
of power. But in a good way. A way that let him
know how much pleasure he was able to give them
even as they pleasured him.
When she had the apparatus firmly in place, she
ran the tips of her fingers across the surface of his
sac and up the length of his cock. He shuddered. He
couldn t help it.
Does my touch arouse you? Fire danced in her
eyes. Here? She stroked the thick head. And
here? She squeezed his sac gently. Tell me. The
words.
Yes. He released a breath. It arouses me.
And this? She pressed her mouth to one nipple
and took it between her teeth.
Reece shuddered, his pulse racing.
Ah. You did not answer me immediately. I
think, underneath that arrogant attitude you wear,
you really want me to punish you. She nipped at the
other nipple. You can tell me how the sting of the
lash you use on others feels to you.
She walked back to the cupboard, and he heard
her moving things around. Then she was back,
holding a single tail whip just like the kind he
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preferred. When she trailed it lightly over his skin,
he couldn t control the shiver that raced through
him. Jesus. She d certainly learned the art of control
from someone.
I thought about blindfolding you, she went on
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