Page 77 of Carnal

It's me, or she's going to seek out others.

Time to suck it up.

At least she doesn't have her cock cage.

I grab the flogger and handcuffs, leaving the other toys in the drawer. Another minute passes as I give myself one final pep talk, then return to Pina.

She glances at the items. A pink flush deepens in her cheeks, and I almost change my mind.

This is for her, not you, so deal with it.

I close in on her, caging my body around her so she's pinned to the glass. I tilt her head and lock eyes with her, stating, "I think it's time we changed it up a bit."

She pins her eyebrows together. "Wh-what do you mean?"

I kiss her neck, then jaw, then briefly on the lips, admitting, "I can't stop thinking about other men eating you out."

"Sorry. I shouldn't have told you," she whispers.

"Yes, you should have. We don't need secrets between us," I declare.

She slides her hands through my hair. "Let's forget I said anything."

"I can't, baby girl," I confess, then kiss the curve of her neck.

She closes her eyes, whispering, "Just...just make me submit to you."

Do it.

Don't be a pussy.

It's another guy or me.

I lean into her ear, murmuring, "I want you to punish me."

She freezes. I'm sure she can hear the sound of my heart beating against my chest. Or maybe it's hers. Either way, time seems to stand still.

I add, "I want to eat your pussy while you punish me."

She opens her mouth and then shuts it. Confusion fills her expression. She blurts out, "I don't understand. You aren't a sub. I think we established that fact."

No, I'm not.

But she needs this.

A strange feeling fills my chest, and I don't know what to make of it. Maybe it's apprehension, but part of me thinks it's excitement. It perplexes me as much as she looks confused right now. Still, I challenge, "Show me how you dominate. Make me fully submit to you."

She studies me, staying quiet, as if she's afraid to speak or move.

I take her hand, wrap it around the flogger, and curl my fingers around hers. Sniffing hard, I place the cuffs in her other hand and then demand, "Make me submit, Pina."

After another tension-filled moment, she squares her shoulders. Her face slightly hardens, and she asserts, "I'm Mistress to you. Do you understand?"

I step back and nod. "Yes, Mistress."

She glances around the room then spins. "Remove my dress."

A cloud drifts by, allowing the moon to shine through the night sky. My stomach flutters as I push her hair over her shoulder. I reach for her zipper and slowly pull it down while kissing her neck. The fabric falls to the floor, and goose bumps pop out on her arms.

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