Mae wanted to cry when Master Xavier left her, returning to that sinister duffel bag. The loss of his body heat made her shiver, even as her scalp ached from his hold.

She couldn’t stop thinking about what he’d said. Had she been topping from the bottom?

This time when Xavier returned he had a flogger. Mae tightened her hold on the straps attached to her cuffs. She wanted him to flog her. She wanted to wear the marks from his beating.

This isn’t you.

“There’s something we haven’t talked about.” Master Xavier rubbed his cheek just under the edge of his mask. She wondered what he looked like without it. What color was his hair? How old was he? He was fit, but had the kind of presence that made her think he might be older.

“Mae?”

“Yes, Master Xavier?”

“Did you hear what I said?”

“No, I’m sorry.”

“What were you thinking about?”

“You, Master Xavier.”

He rocked back on his heels and crossed his arms. “And what were you thinking?”

“I was wondering how old you were and what you looked like under the mask. Why do you wear it?”

“It’s not your place to question me.”

Mae dropped her gaze to the floor. “I’m sorry, Master Xavier.”

He was silent, and she thought he was angry, until he said, “Why do you think I wear it?”

“Because it makes you look like Batman.”

Xavier blinked twice, then started to laugh. He laughed so hard that he braced his hand on the wall near her. His laugh was a wonderful, rich sound. Mae found herself smiling, and wishing she could hold him, feel that joy and mirth against her body.

“Batman?”

“One of the submissives called it a Batman mask. Though no one would dare say it to your face.”

He shifted closer, bracing one forearm above her head so they were separated by mere inches. “Except you?”

“I’m not thinking straight.”

Or do you like teasing and sassing your

deny that. “Is it really

have said so, but now…I think it isn’t. But you

the

I want it to be.” Smooth leather strands trailed over Mae’s upraised leg and she

“Are you scared, Mae?”

“Yes.”

me, or

“You.”

“Why?”

I don’t think… I think it will be very different if you’re the one using

brings me back to what we

and

nipple a few more times she might be able to come.

stepped back.

do you remember about filling out your

out a frustrated breath. “It was years

have you been

“Six years.”

him. “How old are

shouldn’t ask a

answer when a Master asks you a question?”

“I’m thirty-one, Master Xavier.”

Mae had to wonder if her age changed the way he thought of

didn’t answer my

“I’m sorry, Master Xavier,

do you remember about filling out

remember reading it

it up so she could see. “You signed this list, and it’s

Master

bound by what you put on this list. Anything you marked “yes” or “maybe” to is a valid

“I understand, Master Xavier.”

checkmarks and initials she’d used to indicate her level of interest in each item. Mae narrowed her

all the “B” items, everything he’d read out

she’d said yes to every

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