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“You refused to accept my apology, slammed a door in my face like a spoiled brat, then caused a scene and nearly froze to death on New Year’s in a fit of jealousy.” Her eyes grew wider and wider with each word. “And you very rudely called me an asshole and flipped me off, but since I already spanked you for that, it won’t be included on your list of transgressions today.”
She swallowed again, the soft skin of her throat shifting beneath the collar. Every inch of her mesmerized him.
“Do you agree that a punishment has been earned?”
“I acted like an idiot at the party,” she said, genuine shame in her voice. “I can admit that now.”
When she didn’t continue, he arched his brows. “Is that all you have to say?”
She pursed her lips together, but it didn’t hide the way one corner lifted into a mischievous half smile. “To be honest,” she said with a little shrug, “I’m not sorry for slamming a door in your face.”
This day kept getting better and better. Mason loved a challenge.
“By the time we’re done, you will be,” he promised, leaning forward to grab an anal plug and a small bottle of lube from the ottoman. He held them out for her examination, a thrill of excitement coursing through him when her eyes rounded again. If she wanted to make things worse for herself, far be it from him to argue. “You put anal plugs as a three, and anal sex as a two on your application. I’d like you to explain why you chose those ratings.”
Blood rushed up her neck and spread across her cheeks. She was adorable when embarrassed. “I don’t enjoy anal,” she said, drawing out the word enjoy for a solid two seconds. “It doesn’t feel good to me, but I’m not against it for, well, you know.”
Taking hold of her chin with his free hand, he squeezed only hard enough to properly get her attention. “Look at me,” he ordered again.
Her gaze shot to his. This close, and with the sunlight pouring through the windows, he could see every speck of gold in her hazel eyes.
“There’s no reason to be embarrassed,” he told her, keeping his voice as matter-of-fact as possible. “I need you to explain what you mean as clearly as you can so I know how best to take care of you.”
She blinked, blinked again, and then answered in a low, hesitant voice. “I don’t like anal for pleasure. But for punishment...” She faltered, but found her voice again after a few seconds. “When I’m spinning out of control and I can’t force myself to be good, make the right decisions, do the things I know I need to do...” Forcing out a shuddering breath, she finished with, “It makes me feel like a good girl again. It makes everything make sense.”
He loosened his grip on her chin. “Good girl,” he said, sliding his hand down to rest over her collar. “Thank you for telling me.”
All the tension melted out of her body, even with the plug still clutched in his other hand. “You’re welcome, Master.”
Enough delays. It was time to get truly started. Moving his hands out of her way, Mason ordered, “Place yourself over my lap.”
He sat perfectly still as she climbed onto the sofa and draped her perfect little body over his thighs. Only once she settled on the cushions did he set the plug aside and make slight adjustments, getting her ass exactly where he wanted it. Slipping his fingers beneath the waistband of her panties, he drew them slowly down to her upper thighs, dragging his nails lightly against her pale skin. She shivered as goosebumps sprang up everywhere he touched.
“Bad little girls who don’t feel sorry when they misbehave deserve extra punishment,” he said, voice hard as steel. Spreading her ass cheeks wide, he squeezed the bottle.
Addison yelped as the cool liquid hit her sensitive skin, but didn’t attempt to pull away. Even when he ran his hand up and down her folds, spreading the lubricant around and coating his fingers, she stayed perfectly still.
Until she didn’t.
She bucked like a filly trying to throw her rider when he plunged a finger into her ass.
“Be still,” he said, giving her bottom two swift spanks. “You know you’ve earned this.”
A high, frustrated groan drifted out of her, and she buried her face in her arms, going limp over his lap.
“Good girl.” Mason started pumping one finger in and out of her, then added a second, preparing her for the spade-shaped plug. When even her tight ring of muscle relaxed, he knew she was ready.
Coating the silicon plug generously, he pressed the tip against her asshole. “Open,” he ordered when her cheeks clenched together. “Don’t fight it.”
Another keening moan, but she did as he said, and the plug started to disappear inside of her. “Please,” she begged, choking on the word, sounding near to tears. “Please don’t.”
“Only one word will make me stop,” he reminded her, pushing the plug deeper still. “You know what it is.”
She stretched her arms out, wrapped her fingers around the edge of the sofa cushion, and squeezed as hard as she could. But she didn’t say her safeword.
Pleasure surged through him, making his already hard cock throb. Such a good girl. Some submissives loved to have their assholes filled and punished and fucked, like Olivia. It was always a pleasure to scene with an anal slut, but this...
Addison’s struggle made this a million times better. The fact that she would endure it, would suffer for him, made him feel like a fucking god.
