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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.

your attempt to make sure I

in the omelet,

“Ugh. Vegetables.”

hope you’re joking.” She

over and rubbed it

is what it takes, I’m willing to sacrifice myself to make sure you

as he licked her nipples clean, then pretended to

nearly two hours. With a start he realized this felt more like

wide. James softened his tone, but turned away from

“Yes, Master.”

the voice in his head that said he should just stay in bed with her, talking and fucking. They had a list, and it was time for

* * *

to the playroom to find Master James gone. Assuming a kneeling position near the cold fireplace, she looked up when the door opened, only

not surprised to see the

seating area by the fireplace, easing into one of the

ready for our

“Of course, Master.”

“Stand up.”

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

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

back, pulling the surprisingly stiff corset tight

on to

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

a low grumble, deeper and with a note of menace that hadn’t been there when they teased each

worn one like this

kind have

“A waist cincher.”

that don’t cover the

“Yes, Master.”

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

two plump mounds above the sweetheart top, her waist almost impossibly

settling on her cinched waist. Keeping his gaze locked on hers in the mirror,

kind of breathing

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