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I hesitated. I didn’t want to reveal more of my Maddie to him. Or to any man. “Listen, you may be the Don Juan of all this shit.” I indicated the room. “But ain’t no one except for me gonna lay eyes on what’s under her dress.”

With my arms folded over my chest, I shrugged. “Unless, that is, you’d like me to pluck those eyes out and feed them to the stray dog I saw coming in here tonight.”

The man shook from his toes to his head and then to his voice. “I-I-uh, well then.” He held the toy out to me, the chord danglingbetween the glass and the contraption in the case.

Mercer visibly gathered himself, straightening his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Tilting it one way, then the other, I asked, “What do I do with it?” The end was flat and spiraled, and it looked kinda like a potato masher. The old school kind with the flat metal on the opposite end from the handle.

The man stepped back and stood with his hands clasped behind his back next to the case. “Start by pressing the spiral to your arm. You should know how it feels before you use it on her.”

That much I could do.

Mercer flipped a switch, and a buzzing sensation vibrated up my arm. The muscles beneath my tats twitched, and I yanked the thing away.

“See?” the man said. “It’s like a vibrator on steroids. There are lots of things you can do with a violet wand. May I?” He held out one hand.

My grip on the thing tightened.

“I won’t come near your sub.”

Maddie rubbed her legs together, and I glanced over. Her eyes were pleading with me, and rightly so. I hadn’t given her the orgasm she was likely desperate for before we left home.

“Just a sec, nizhóní.”

Mercer piped up, “Isn’t that her safe word?”

“None of your goddamn concern.” I handed him the wand. “Show me and then get out.”

He accepted the wand and traced the spiral with his finger. “You see, this is shaped to circle the nipple, but I’ve seen some use it on the clit as well.” He smiled as his forked tongue slithered out and darted back in. “Tell ya what...”

Mercer glanced over his shoulder and walked to a hanging curtain. This room really was built for someone who must get off on medical shit.

My gut churned at the thought. Disgusting. That it didn’t trigger Maddie had me a little surprised, but she seemed okay as long as shecould focus on me.

He pulled the curtain around by the hooks in the track on the ceiling and stepped to the other side. “You know what it feels like, Mr. Cook. You can touch her how you like, and I’ll be right here in case something goes wrong. But I won’t see a thing. If you’re feeling comfortable after the first few touches, tell me to leave. Deal?”

Accepting the wand back from him, I gave a single nod. This seemed scary as hell, so I stepped to the side of the table and whispered to Maddie, “Are you sure you want me to use this on you?”

She rolled her lips between her teeth and nodded. “Yes, Daddy.”

I touched the thing with my finger to make sure it was still charged and pulled back from the buzz. It didn’t hurt, but the feeling irritated me.

Taking a deep breath, I said, “I’m going to touch it to your leg so you can see what it feels like before I do anything drastic.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

When I did, her body quivered for a second before I pulled it away.

“Feel okay?” I asked.

She gave me a little jerky nod.

“Take down your top.” When she pulled the strings behind her neck and let the halter top fall, I caught a glimpse of her perfect tits. My mouth watered. But I had work to do now, so it wasn’t nursing time.

I pressed the spiral into her breast, and her nipple stuck out from the small hole in the center. Maddie convulsed, her eyes rolling back.

Removing the thing, I smoothed her hair back. Her eyes came back into focus, and she smiled.

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