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Chapter 68

Her eyes popped open and her lips parted, as if she would protest. He waited, trying to hide his smile. She bared her teeth at him and he laughed.

“I’m hungry. We didn’t eat dinner. Go get food.”

“Yes, Master. What do you like to eat?”

“Meat.”

“Turkey bacon?”

“What? No! Real bacon. Sausage.”

Her eyebrows climbed as she looked at him, as if trying to figure out how he got away with eating that. The damned woman was making him feel defensive. “I run.”

“Ah. That explains the tan.”

“What?”

“Your arms are darker than your chest.”

Was it that noticeable? “Er, yes.”

Beth turned to leave, closing the robe and belting it in place.

“Beth.”

She stopped and turned back.

“You can wear the robe closed on the way to the dining room, but when you get there, untie it. Make sure everyone can see your clamps.”

Her eyes lowered and he could almost see her submission falling over her. There were some women who needed a constant level of domination and couldn’t handle shifting dynamics. Clearly Beth could, which James was glad of. He didn’t want to spend unnecessary energy making sure he was always in “Dom mode.”

Beth returned ten minutes later, the robe open, exposing her naked body. Part of him wished he’d gone with her, wished he could have seen the admiring gazes she’d no doubt gotten. The tassels on her pussy clattered together cheerfully as she brought over a tray, placing it on the bed.

“Join me.”

She sat cross-legged, the tray between them. Her plate held an egg white veggie omelet and fruit. His had a California omelet, three strips of bacon, sausage, and one strawberry.

I get some fruit?” He held up the

vegetables in

“Ugh. Vegetables.”

hope you’re joking.” She

tip off, then reached over

head dropped back. “If this is what it takes, I’m

teased each other about their eating habits, sexual play as he licked her nipples clean,

James realized they’d been sitting there enjoying one another’s company for nearly two hours. With a start he realized this felt more like a lazy Sunday morning with a girlfriend than

but turned away from her, getting off the bed. “If I’m not here when you get back, take

“Yes, Master.”

said he should just stay in

* * *

going to happen next. She’d returned to the playroom to find Master James gone. Assuming a kneeling position near the cold fireplace, she looked up

This time it was Master James, and she was not surprised to see the corset

detoured to the seating area by the fireplace, easing into one of

for

“Of course, Master.”

“Stand up.”

he sat forward and shook out the

satin ribbon lacing up the back. Smooth, cool fabric slid against her skin as Master James placed the corset around her back. Hook by hook he closed the corset

adjust the laces at the back, pulling the surprisingly stiff

to the

chair as he tugged. She could no longer take a really deep breath, and the

was a low grumble, deeper and with a note of menace that

never worn one like this

kind have you

“A waist cincher.”

that don’t cover

“Yes, Master.”

you in a full corset.” A final tug,

sweetheart top, her waist almost impossibly tiny. Her sex seemed

up behind her, seeming to loom over her, his hands settling on her cinched waist. Keeping his gaze locked on hers in the mirror, he dipped his head to nip her shoulder, then cupped

only kind of breathing she could

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