Page 97 of Seeds of Malice

"I told you, it's better than being a prude, right?"

She sighs and nods. "Yes."

"There are things that men say to women when no one else is looking or listening. And then, sometimes, when people are around, they say it. This is normal," I insist.

"It is?" she questions.

"Yeah, but you've never been in a real relationship. You've never had a real man, have you?"

She shakes her head again. "No."

"Okay. Then are you telling me you don't like it?"

"I didn't say that."

"Okay, good. Because you're my sexy little slut." I give her a kiss on the lips, then I grab a leather tube top and miniskirt. "I want you to wear this to dinner tonight."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

I hit a button, and green lights start blinking on the ceiling.

"What's that?" Ivy asks.

"I had those installed this week."

"What are they?" she nervously questions, then says, "They look like cameras."

I give her a challenging stare. "They are. I want to be able to watch you when you're back at your dad's house and I can't see you."

"I-I don't know about this."

I groan. "I need it, Ivy. Now, turn around and take that lingerie off the way I showed you. Strip for me. And when you do, tell me that you're my dirty whore."

She gapes at me again.

I put my hand over her heart. "I need to see you when you're not here, showing me you're into me." I lewdly drag my eyes down her body and back up. "Fuck, I need to see you, Ivy. You've been driving me crazy all week. I can't handle it when your dad's back and you're not here. Please do this for me," I beg.

"But somebody might see it."

I chuckle. "Baby girl, who's going to see my video? It's you and me. No one else has access to this. This is my place, on my estate. Do you not think that I'd guard this with my life?"

She hesitates but then nods. "Okay. You're right. But what if I look stupid?"

"Don't worry, my little slut. When you're done, I'll show you what I see. I promise you that you don't look stupid. Besides, why would I want to record you if you did?"

She takes an anxious breath, staying quiet.

I take off my clothes and sit back on the bed. She stares at my cock.

I add, "My cock will be on the recording too. I'm going to play with myself while watching you." I put the music back on and order, "Come on, baby girl. Move that sexy ass."

She slowly starts to move again and then finds her rhythm, just like I showed her how.

I palm my cock, confessing, "You make me so fucking hard."

She beams, continuing to strip until there's nothing left on her.

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