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“In her teachings, my Domme told me one of the greatest things a Dom can do for his sub is to silence her mind. To allow her to let go of the world and simply be,” he pauses. “Let me help you silence your mind, and let go of the world, Brynn.”

My eyes follow his, back and forth.

“Come, sit back down.”

Before he lets go of me, I ask, “Is that an order…sir?”

“Do you want it to be an order, Brynn?”

A rush of arousal puddles in the seat of my underwear at his words. My lust is thick, caught in my throat as I try to clear it.

I’ve never had an issue swallowing anything before.

“How is this going to work?”

ChapterNineteen

RICHARD

HavingBrynn in my dungeon once again fills me with an excitement I haven’t felt in several years. My feelings differ even from what they were yesterday, when she was still simply a patient of mine. Today, she is my full-fledged submissive beauty. We spent the last two hours in my office going through a BDSM contract, hard limits, my expectations, and different possible courses of action I will take when she earns a punishment. The way her pupils dilated and the flush of her skin as we went through everything told me she’s a little more excited about the arrangement than she was letting on upstairs.

“How do you greet me, and how do you respond to a question or command from me?”

“By using the terms ‘sir’ or ‘master.’” She answers, then adds, “sir.”

Nice catch.

“Good girl.”

“When it’s time for you to report to the dungeon, whether for play or punishment, you must always be waiting for me in the same fashion each time. Do you remember how you’re to wait for me?”

She takes a deep breath. As turned on as she is, I know she’s still reluctant to give her control over to me. That’s why I told her we would start slow and not jump into a total power exchange relationship where I expect her to submit to me 24/7. Having just come from our meeting, I know she will remember everything we spoke about. But I want to give her a reward for each answer she gets correct. Something that doesn’t involve her clit, though I’d love to stroke it gently with my tongue.

“Fully naked in the center of the room. Kneeling with my legs spread, head bowed, and hands behind my back, sir.”

“Correct. If you forget, what will happen?”

“I will be punished in a manner that fits my crime, sir.”

“I don’t really enjoy that term. Let’s call it misbehavior.”

I go silent and wait for her response.

“Oh.” Her eyes go wide when she realizes I’m waiting. “Yes, sir.”

I stop my slow circle around her and move my mouth in close to her ear.

“Assume the position, Brynn,” I whisper.

She jumps slightly, not expecting my closeness. I stop her as she begins to turn her head in my direction.

“Eyes forward. Do as I’ve instructed.”

I continue walking the path I have been as she begins to undress. When I’m back in front of her, I stop and watch as she strips down. I don’t miss the large wet spot that’s collected in her panties as she removes them. A string of arousal sticks to it as she pulls the fabric away and tosses them onto the ground next to her. I take note of the somewhat shy look in her eyes as she realizes I’ve noticed how wet she’s gotten this morning.

“Don’t,” I tell her.

She looks at me, confused.

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