Page 5 of Luxe

“Please, what?” I asked.

“Please be my Dom,” she replied, her tiny frame now appearing much smaller next to my tall, muscular build.

I hesitated for a moment, knowing the significance of responsibility I’d be taking on if I gave in to her request. Submission could be a dangerous game on her end, and I’d seen countless women in the past get hurt playing it with me. It also wasn’t the way I expected her to address me, but we’d built a strong friendship over the past couple of years.

I’d tried to hold back, to guide her without tainting her innocence. But the truth was, if any other man dared to touch her, I wouldn’t have hesitated to end him in the most painful and slow way possible. She belonged to me and me alone. My fists tightened at the thought as I looked upon her delicate frame, struggling to contain the possessive fire burning inside me.

After many conversations, I had an understanding of her desires, cravings, and needs. Some questions were asked directly, and others hinted at slyly, but we always communicated. With a smile on my face, I sauntered over to the wall, admiring the enticing display of toys at our disposal. It was clear that she had an interest in being edged, andnowseemed like the perfect opportunity to push her so she could find her limit.

I reached for a shiny purple vibrator in the shape of a U, and I pocketed the remote control before returning to her side. Our eyes locked as I let a trail of saliva fall onto the larger end of the toy before slowly inserting it into her eager pussy. She writhed with delight as I moved it in and out, adding to the sensation with each pass. But it was only a tease. The true torment was yet to come. Placing the smaller end on her sensitive clit, I cocked a brow at her.

“If me being your Dom is what you truly want, then you better address me the correct way.” A sly grin crept onto myface as I held her gaze, relishing in the power dynamic that was unfolding between us. Moving backward until I reached an expensive leather chair in the room's corner, I fell into it with a sense of ownership.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out a small remote, laying it on the arm of the chair. My eyes never left hers as she watched me with a mixture of uncertainty and excitement. With one finger hovering over the button on the remote, I tapped it once and her head snapped back, a small yelp escaping her lips as she instinctively moved her hips.

I watched in silence for a moment as she tried her best to make the toy’s intensity increase, but I wasn’t ready to let her have it. After giving her a taste of what was to come, I held the button down, stopping the toy.

Panting and flushed with lust, she made eye contact with me once again. “Why’d you stop?”

“I won’t let you cum until you belong to me and only me.”

She let her head fall back with a dramatic roll of her eyes, her chest heaving up and down with each breath. I felt a sense of power while I controlled her pleasure. With another tap of the button, she jumped once more before I cut it off again. Her head snapped back up, and she glared at me with fierceness in her eyes.

A small smile played on her lips, giving away her hidden amusement. “I know what you want me to call you,” she purred, her voice dripping with seduction.

“And what would that be?” I asked, pressing the button once more and slowly increasing the intensity.

“You want me to address you assir,” she whined out the word as the waves of electricity coursed through her body.

I slowly tapped the controller, enhancing the intensity. Her back arched, and she threw her head back, releasing a loud moan that echoed through the room.

“Roxy,” I growled, pulling her attention back to me. “Keep your eyes on me.”

She nodded, her chest heaving as she gasped out, “Yes, sir. Oh God, it feels so good.”

A wicked grin spread across my face as I asked, “Do you want more?”

“Please... yes, sir,” she begged.

With a tap of my finger, I turned up the speed even higher, causing her body to tense as she writhed in ecstasy. “How close are you?”

“Sodamnclose,” her breath was ragged and shallow when she blurted it out as a single word.

I let out a low grunt of satisfaction as I slowed the toy to a stop, watching her with dark, hungry eyes.

“Why did you do that?” She huffed out in frustration.

Without a word, I rose from my seat and strode over to the bench, her wetness glistening around the toy. Slowly, I removed it from her drenched pussy and brought it to my mouth. The taste of her arousal flooded my senses, making me moan before I lowered my gaze back to her. A faint smile pulled at the corners of my lips, knowing I was driving her insane and she wanted to cum so badly. I took in her flushed face and heaving chest with amusement and lust.

“Are you absolutely sure this is what you want?” I asked, giving her one last chance to back out.

She nodded eagerly. “One hundred percent, yes…sir.”

Without hesitation, I reached down and stroked her wetness before slipping my fingers deep inside her soft, inviting pussy, her moans filling the room once again. “Then you’ll have to adhere to my rules.”

“Anything you want,” she replied with quickness.

A sense of authority surged through me as I gazed upon her beautiful, bare cunt, shaved and exposed for my pleasure.Firmly, I unfastened the restraints from her ankles and wrists, helping her sit up. With hope in her eyes, she peered up at me, hinting at a primal and erotic desire waiting to be unleashed.

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