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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

in the

“Ugh. Vegetables.”

you’re joking.” She frowned

tip off, then reached over and rubbed it against her nipples, smearing them

dropped back. “If this is what it takes, I’m willing to sacrifice myself to make sure you

laughter as they teased each other about their eating habits, sexual play as he licked her nipples clean, then pretended to get his fork

enjoying one another’s company for nearly two hours. With a start he realized this felt

eyes wide. James softened his tone, but turned away from her,

“Yes, Master.”

head that said he should just stay in bed with her, talking and fucking. They had a list,

* * *

a kneeling position near the cold fireplace, she looked up when

hour passed before the door opened. This time it was Master James, and she was not surprised to see the

area by the fireplace, easing into one of the

for our

“Of course, Master.”

“Stand up.”

rose, stepping up beside his chair. When he sat forward and shook

heavy reinforced satin, the black fabric seeming to glow with a muted shine. There were hook closures down the front and white 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

back, pulling the surprisingly stiff corset

to the

as he tugged. She could no longer take

putting a woman into a corset.” Master James’s voice was a low grumble, deeper and with a

one

have

“A waist cincher.”

ones that don’t

“Yes, Master.”

wanted to see you in a full corset.” A final tug, and he stepped away. “There’s

until she could see herself. Her breasts were two plump mounds above the sweetheart top, her waist almost impossibly tiny. Her sex seemed very naked compared to the

waist. Keeping his gaze locked on hers in the

was panting—the only kind of breathing she could really

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