Page 17 of The Dom with the Kink Monsters

She smiled, embarrassed but pleased at the attention. “No, Master. Waiting for you is the most interesting thing to do around here until you get home.”

“You really are my little slave, aren’t you?” Master smirked, sending a flash of heat through her. “I should take you to work with me and chain you to the wall in the shop.” He turned Saya’s head back and forth with a finger on her chin, as though assessing her worth. “I could dress you like a harem girl and all the guys would drool on themselves and offer to pay me to be allowed to touch you. Nothing would get done because they would be distracted by their hard-ons all day.”

“Master! That’s so mean! You wouldn’treallylet them touch me, would you?” She squirmed a bit at his feet. It wasn’t fair for him to talk about things like that when she was horny. When she was this bad off, he could talk her into doing almost anything to please him.

“No, princess.”

She started to relax again. He was in one of his silly moods tonight.

“I wouldn’t hesitate to strip you in front of them though, and touch you until you begged to come. Do you think you could handle five guys standing there, watching you beg, while they jerked off?”

Her face and ears were burning and she ducked her head, unable to maintain eye contact.

“Would that be hot, Saya? Does that idea make your panties wet?”

No! Well, maybe a little...if he’d even given her panties this morning. But not with those grease monkeys. They weren’t exactly hot, although the idea of being treated like a toy and having no choice about it – being watched by people – had made its way into her spank bank. But she was content to have those stay there.

“I don’t know!” she whined.

“Hmm. My uncle might walk into the shop anytime though. Maybe that’s not the best idea.” He walked to his favorite chair and sprawled into it, then snapped his fingers. When she started to crawl toward him, he gave her the signal to walk, instead.

“Coffee, Master?” she asked when she reached his side.

“Not yet. Face down over my lap.”

She eyed his dirty clothes. Usually she’d be naked and wouldn’t hesitate, but he’d just bought her the dress.

“Good point.” He got up again and walked toward their bedroom, stripping off his work shirt and tossing it on the floor. Saya waited for his finger snap, then followed, picking up his trail of dirty clothes and his work boots along the way. The disappointment that he didn’t order her into the shower with him was mitigated by getting to watch him get wet and soapy. She wished he’d let her take naughty pictures of him like he did of her sometimes.

Her gaze drifted up to study his face, blissful as the water cascaded over his head. A guy with such a hot body shouldn’t have a face to match. It was unfair.

When the steam started to obscure her view, she reached over and flipped on the fan. Thank goodness for having a shower that didn’t need a door or curtains.

He chuckled. “You’ve seen me naked several times a day for years now. Aren’t you bored yet?”

“No, Master.”

She tried to be good but being bad was too tempting. She didn’t wait for an invitation. “May I please suck your cock after your shower?”

His gaze was stern. “Now, princess, are you supposed to ask, or wait for me to tell you it’s okay?”

“Wait.” She knew the answer without him telling her, but she rarely got in trouble for asking, so it was difficult to be patient.

“There are things we need to discuss, so we’re going to do that before your mouth is full.”

She sighed. “Fine. Am I in trouble?”

“No, not at all.” Master shut off the shower and took the towel she held out for him. “Before we go out with Mack and Winter tonight though, we have to discuss ground rules.”

Her stomach dropped and her heart sped up. Was he angry about what had already happened? “But Master, I thought... When you held me in place for her I thought you...”

Master squeezed the water out of his long hair then wrapped the towel around his waist. Gripping her wrist, he led her back out to the chair he’d vacated only a few minutesbefore. He let her go and sat, looking at her expectantly.

“I gave you an order earlier. Do you need a reminder?”

“No, Sir.” She lowered herself face down onto his lap, and felt him flip up the back of her skirt before she was entirely settled.

He rumbled in satisfaction. “The dress is adorable, but I still prefer you naked.”

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