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Lilith didn't have to open her eyes to know that Master Crow was circling her. She could feel his gaze brushing over every exposed part of her body. Her skin tingled as she felt his warm presence kneel beside her.

“In this position, a Master or Dom expects his submissive to remain absolutely still when he inspects his body.”

“Why do you say his body, Master Crow?” One of the subs asked.

“Because in a true Dom/sub relationship, the submissive entrusts her body to that of her Master, to care for and protect but most importantly, to know exactly when and what it needs. Therefore, her body belongs to him—his to own, his to touch, and his to please or offer pleasure.”

With his words still echoing through the room, Lilith’s gasp of surprise sounded like a gunshot to her ears as Master Crow’s palm unexpectedly feathered over her nipples, his fingers tugging the nubs while his other hand traced the rounded curve of her stomach before folding his large hand over her mound, covering her pussy from the front all the way to the back. Her eyes opened as he tormented the slit by tickling a finger just inside her hot and glistening channel.

“Completely still, Ember. You do not move even an inch while I inspect what belongs to me.”

With difficulty, Lilith managed to keep her hips from orbiting against his probing hand, desperate for a deeper, more satisfying caress. An even harder feat was not to read anything into his words. Her body didn’t belong to him, nor did she. It was training… nothing more.

“Explain to the class what you are feeling at this moment, Ember.”

Antagonism fired bullets from her eyes, but she quickly lowered them when his gaze turned dark. She was treading in dangerous waters to openly defy him. Glaring at a Master or a Dom was considered disrespect and a punishable offense, something she knew as well as all the trainees watching her with wide eyes.

“I’m extremely uncomfortable, my back is starting to ache, and my legs are quivering. Oww! Shit,” she cried as he landed a hard slap against her thigh.

“You know very well I wasn’t referring to the obvious, sub Ember. Continue, and this time be sure not to anger me again.”

“Master Crow, it’s… I’m… ohh,” her words rose sharply and morphed into a carnal moan as he slipped another finger inside and with an easy rhythm, finger-fucked her. A slow motion of torment that threatened to shatter the control she had left in her body.

“We’re waiting, sub.”

“I’m hot all over. My skin feels as though it has shrunk and is suddenly too small to contain my body. My legs are boneless from the rush of desire caused by your hands on my skin, your fingers teasing the swollen walls of my… of my… ohh! Master Crow, please,” she wailed as he toggled her clit with his thumb while continuing the merciless seduction of her senses. The speed with which he brought her to the edge of a climax was mind boggling.

“Do not come, sub. Do not forget, this is an inspection.” The warning wrapped around her loins, which were tightening with every swipe of his fingers deep inside her, like a coil ready to snap. Just when the pressure morphed into a thousand pricks of needles, he was gone.

Breathing raggedly, she stared at him, her chest rolling up and down like a tumultuous wave.

“Oh, fuck me,” she groaned as he lifted his hand to his mouth and with deliberate slowness smudged her essence onto his lips, then with a devilish smile and a salacious swipe of his tongue, wiped the taste of her into his mouth.

“That is the kind of pleasure a Master seeks when he inspects his sub. Congratulations, sub Ember, you passed the inspection. Now be a good little trainee and don’t climax until I give you permission. Do not think I won’t know whether you did or not. You won’t want your second training session to start with a punishment, do you?”

“No, Master Crow.” She cursed the easy smile that formed on his lips.

“You will remain in the position until I have left the dungeon, Ember,” Master Crow said firmly. “The rest of you can relax. Master Adonis, the class is yours.”

Due to his order, Lilith was forced to follow his muscled frame as he walked away, spending unnecessary time to stop and chat with one of Master Adonis’ assistant trainers. Her body was screaming for release and her muscles complained painfully as the discomfort of the position multiplied by the second.

“Oh, thank fuck,” she whimpered as he finally left. Immediately, and with complete disregard for feminine grace, her body plonked down onto the floor.

Thankfully, Master Adonis finished the class soon after and Lilith could go home, which she did posthaste. Anyone who watched her leave would’ve thought she was preparing for an acting role in aPink Panthercomedy by the way she was slinking from one hallway to the next, hiding and running from one steel pillar to the next in the entrance hall until she finally made it to her car. All to ensure she didn’t bump into Master Crow. If there was one experience she could do without, it was to be punished by the mighty Dom. She had no doubt he would take correcting misconduct as seriously as he did giving pleasure.

Lilith wasn’t ready to find out, though. The first thing she checked when she arrived home was her training schedule.

“The man is fucking crazy! He pumped up my libido, pushed me to the edge of a climax that is still humming in my loins, then expects me not to bring myself off for two days? Two fucking days? Well, that’s not going to happen,” she mumbled as she ran a bath, fully intending to make proper use of the hand spray to bring her to a fast and hard orgasm.

“I’ll just masturbate a couple of times to the point of climaxing before I go to the academy. Easy peasy. Mighty Master Crow won’t be any the wiser.”

Famous last words, Lilith. Famous last words.

“Now what?” she muttered as her cell phone rang. She was tempted not to answer when she noticed it was Rocco. Knowing it was better not to anger him, she took the call.

“What do you want?”

“I’m getting rather tired of your attitude, Lilith. It’s time you show me some respect.”

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