Page 23 of Sara’s Dom (The Doms of Madison County)

She nodded, pulled the robe off, and set it on the mattress.

She listened to him curse again and had to bite her lip to keep from smiling.

“Oh, you think it’s funny, do you?” he asked in a gruff tone.

She looked up at him and shrugged.

“Oh, you’ll pay for that,” he warned. “The bra needs to come off.”

Sara slipped it off and reached for the thing he held.

“I’ll have to help this time.”

He had her lift her arms, and he set the stiff cloth in place over her chest.

“Turn around, Sweetheart.”

She turned to look at the mirror as he hooked the back. The thing made her breasts look huge. She was afraid if she sneezed, she’d fall out. It also made her waist look tiny.

“Now, the panties,” he said.

“But—” Her mouth snapped shut when one of his eyebrows rose. She slipped them off and laid them on the bed.

She put her hands on his shoulders as he squatted in front of her and started pulling up a different pair of underwear.

“Oh, these are thongs?”

“Yes,” he said and tucked the string between her ass cheeks.

A shiver ran through her when he let his finger run up and down between her ass cheeks. She’d never been touched there before, and although she was apprehensive, she couldn’t believe how enjoyable it was.

Sara opened her eyes when he chuckled. She almost whimpered when he pulled away.

“Don’t worry, Little Sub. I’ll eventually have every part of your body, and I can guarantee you’ll love everything I do to you.”

She caught the edge of threat in his tone, but it didn’t scare her because she knew he’d never hurt her.

Next, he tied a see-through piece of fabric over her hips. All the garments were white, which she thought was strange until he turned her to face the mirror. Sara gasped. The white fabric against her lightly tanned skin looked damn good. She twisted to the side. Her eyes widened when she could clearly see her ass cheeks.

“Wait, Grant…”

“What do you call me in the bedroom?”

Her eyes found him in the mirror. She blinked a few times because he looked different for some reason, but she couldn’t put her finger on why.

“Oh. Sir.”

He tipped his head. “Good. Now, what’s the problem?”

“There’s got to be more to this. I’m practically naked, for God’s sake.”

Her eyes narrowed when his lips twitched.

“Little Sub, If I wanted you naked, you would be…”

He grabbed onto her hand when she tried to step away from him.

“I can’t do that, Gra … Sir. I just can’t. Just the thought of being naked in front of people…”

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