Page 267 of Ashes of Sin and Stardust

Okay. You want to play this game? Because I can put on a fucking show, little girl.

“Say what? What if you say what?” She sat up on the couch and set the toy aside.

I grinned. “Sweetheart.”

The effect was instantaneous. I saw the way her face changed, her eyes dilating, her mouth falling slack. Her shoulders relaxed and she sighed happily, a timid look of pleasure coming over her face. It probably wouldn’t have worked so well had we not been doing hypnosis almost every night for the past few weeks. Normally it took so much longer to lay those triggers in. But Alice had taken to my voice like a fish to water, and she melted into a pile of goo at my words.

“Come over here, baby. Crawl to me, like a good pet. That’s right... that’s my good girl.” By the time Alice had made her way to me, she was drooling a little, sweet little whimpers escaping her mouth. She stopped right in front of my feet and looked up at me.

“Remind me, sweetheart... who do you belong to?”

“I belong to Reuben Weston.”

“That’s right, babygirl. And you’re going to be good for me, aren’t you? Being good for me feels so nice, doesn’t it, baby?”

“Yes Sir.” She closed her eyes and sighed.

“Baby, sweetheart... Why are you being bratty today?” I stroked her hair and her cheek, and she sighed into my touch.

“I just missed you,” she whispered. “And I love it when you’re mean to me.”

“You want me to be mean to you?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Why don’t you ask nicely? Good girls get what they want, remember?”

“Oh...” her eyes fluttered slightly. I could see her nipples hardening under her top, and her face was all flushed. “Please, please play with me, Sir. Please be mean to me.”

“Okay, sweetheart. Does little fox need a spanking?”

“Yes Sir!”

I smiled. “I’ll take care of you. Why don’t you go downstairs and pick out a few toys for us to play with, and then climb up on the spanking bench and wait for me.” I cupped her cheek and pulled her up towards me. She rose up on her knees, her face pointed up towards mine. “And this time... do as you’re told and be naked.” I brushed a quick kiss across her lips and she moaned. Releasing her, I waited for her to stagger to her feet and hurry down to the dungeon to wait for me.

I watched her go, then approached the cell phone sitting on the mantle and looked directly into the camera.

“Who do you belong to,” I said softly, mostly as a reminder for when she watched the video later. “That’s my good girl.” I removed the phone from the mantle and ended the recording.

I’d let her find the recording on her own. Whether she posted it online or not was completely up to her.

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