Sir demands complete submission. But sometimes she has trouble living up to what he expects of her. Luckily, Sir has the patience to punish in the most erotic ways possible, even when she's naughtily disobeyed his order not to come without his permission.
Razor's Edge: His Pleasure
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Copyright ©2012 Melyssa Jay
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Sir kissed her on the lips. "Drop your panties."
She could feel heat scorching its way up her neck to stain her face. Sometimes it was very hard to be modest around Sir. He wanted a lady by day and a slut by night. She'd perfected her roles in his life, but he never stopped with the tests.
"Drop your panties!"
Noting the change in his tone, she lowered her lashes. "Yes, Sir." Best not to push him until she gauged his mood. As they'd negotiated, Sir could be a sadist at times. Although pain and pleasure sometimes mingled, she wasn't a masochist, a fact Sir was well aware of. Like a good submissive, she lifted her dress out of the way to shimmy her panties down. She gasped as Sir dropped to a knee with a marker in his hand. "Sir?"
Her thighs quivered as he wrote his name across her hairless pelvic bone. What a truly wicked thing for him to have done. His hands were gentle as he helped straighten her panties.
When he stood, he placed another kiss on her lips. "No climaxing until I say so."
She trembled. Oh... Pleasure is his to give me, and ours as a couple to enjoy. For him to be able to control such a thing...
His thumb caressed her cheek. "I'll call."
She nodded, knowing he always called at least once a day to see how she was doing. The calls were something she looked forward to.
He left her then and went to work. He'd marked her... Wicked or not, arousal stirred. Wantonly so. She always enjoyed his shows of domination, of control...