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I had it encrusted with some blue diamonds to match the collar she bought for Hades. Except this one is one hundred times the cost.

“Your own collar. Mine,” I say with a grin.

“Oh, kinky.” She winks, pulling her hair up from her neck, allowing me to secure it.

“To some it could be. I just thought you’d look sexy as hell wearing it. I think it’s safe to say our dom and sub dynamic isn’t quite the usual.”

She giggles.

“No from what I googled, I am far too sassy and mouthy for that. And actually, I wouldn’t mind tying you up one day and having my way with you.”

That makes me inwardly groan. I’d do anything for this woman and let her explore me how she likes.

“We have our own rules, baby. I’m still in control, even if I do allow you to tie me up one day.” I softly stroke the blonde strand away from her face.

“I’m your little naughty submissive.” She pouts and I pull her lip back with my thumb.

“That you are. Now, I better get back to earning your forgiveness? And then I’m chaining you up and spanking you for that sassy mouth.”

“Deal.” She gives me a wide grin.

God, I fucking love her.

Retrieving the paddle, I take my place behind her, I drop down to my knees to worship her pussy. Spreading her ass apart, I dive in and feast on her.

Just how she likes it. I bring her close enough to the edge, using the paddle to lightly tap her ass to ease her into this.

As her moans grow louder, I stand.

“Who does this ass belong to?” I rub my hands down her back.

“Y-you,” she stammers.

“Good girl.”

Smack.

“Do you think you’ve behaved well enough to come yet?”

Gripping the red welts on her backside, I push two fingers into her soaking pussy.

“Oh my god,” she cries out.

I smack her again, this time even harder.

“I wouldn’t bother calling out to God, baby. You’re better off trying your luck in hell first.”

Leaning down, I plant a gentle kiss on the fresh welt forming on her flawless ass.

“You’re doing such a good job, pretty girl. I’m proud of you.”

I explore the curves of her spine with my tongue, tangling my fingers in her long locks before sinking my teeth into her throat.

“I really need to come, sir,” she pants out as I tug her head back.

Her beautiful blue eyes lock with mine.

That passion. Hunger. Love. It drives me crazy.

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