Xavier pressed his thumb against the blade of the small knife, hard enough that he felt it, but not enough to draw blood. He needed the pain to center himself. This wasn’t supposed to be happening; she was supposed to be long gone, fled back into the arms of men who would kiss and cuddle her, then “punish” her with orgasms.

Strangely, he wanted to kiss her, something he rarely did. But the cuddles…well.

“Stand.”

Mae pushed to her feet, her hands still clasped together in front of her. She had lovely breasts, large enough to make breast play interesting, and her nipples were excitingly pink against her pale skin.

“Hands at your sides.”

She hesitated long enough that he was tempted to grab a crop. He wouldn’t have tolerated this from anyone else.

Mae unclenched her fingers and let her arms dangle, taking a shuttered breath as she did so.

Rather than punishing her for being slow to obey, he found himself reaching out to caress her left shoulder and breast, rewarding her for her bravery. “Good.” She calmed slightly at his touch.

Xavier hooked two fingers in the tie of her robe, slid the blade of his knife under the fabric, and cut it.

The sash dropped and her robe fell open. In the next breath the fabric lost its tenuous hold and slithered to the floor, revealing a pair of hot pink lace boy-cut panties with a large fabric bow on the back.

Xavier circled her, examining her near-naked body. “I haven’t had a sub who wore pink panties in…ever.”

throat. “What do your subs normally

“Black.”

“You don’t like pink?”

He rubbed her back and shoulders, palmed

going to subject herself to him. He knew all about using BDSM to exorcise personal demons, so he wasn’t going to judge her, or refuse to play with her. But he was going to protect her, if even from herself—at least until his own needs reared their ugly

felt this protective urge. Usually he was all about pushing, both

to know why she was

“Mae, look at me.”

There was

“Mae, are you wet?”

She nodded jerkily.

fingers in your pussy.

eyes fluttered closed as she touched herself. Xavier grabbed

“Show me, Mae.”

smell of her arousal was strong in the air. Xavier inhaled, startled and delighted by how wet

“Clean your fingers.”

her mouth, licking them clean. As he watched her, Xavier started to suspect that there was far

know about you, and how

scared, Master

you been lying to everyone here,

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