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Slowly, leisurely, seductively, my fingers whispered over my skin. Down my stomach, below my navel, and I stopped at the edge of my panties. He took a long drink from his glass. I felt like a vixen when I saw the big hardened bulge through his pants.
I slipped my panties down. My heart thumped, my stomach fluttered, and I bit on my lips when it made a small, wet, sticky sound as it pulled away from my clenching heated core. I let it fall at my feet.
Finally, I stood naked in front of Master.
He took in a deep breath, and I saw his bulge twitch. I knew he was taking in my smell that now saturated the air around us. He licked his lips, and I felt myself drip between my legs.
Lyov’s eyes went there, and I saw them flare with hunger as he watched my wetness travel down, coating my inner thighs. He stretched his legs out, pushing his feet between mine, kicking them wider open.
My knees trembled, but I stood there, letting him inspect me with those eyes that promised pain and pleasure. He watched like a predator stalking his prey. His gaze stroked my body, and it felt like a paintbrush spreading liquid fire down every inch of my skin.
When Lyov finally spoke, I shuddered. “Turn around.” I did as I was commanded, turning away from him. I almost whimpered in protest but knew it would get me nowhere.
“On your knees.” I instantly dropped to my knees.
“Good girl,” he whispered in slow appreciation. “Put your hands flat on the floor, a few inches away from your body. Lean over and push your ass in the air. Spread your legs a little.”
My body trembled, and the inside of me grew molten with desire. Taking a deep breath, I got into the position Master told me to. I placed my forehead on the back on my hands and waited.
Cold air feathered over my exposed ass and pussy. It was in that moment that I realized how open I was to Lyov in this position. Oh God.
If it was possible, I grew even wetter. I heard Lyov give out a low groan, and I couldn’t help but smile. Knowing that I affected him the same way he did to me…well, it pleased me more than anything in this world.
“Maria,” he started.
“Yes, Master?”
“Do you understand what is about to happen?” he asked, his voice hard and in control again.
“Yes, Master.”
“Do you agree that you deserve to be punished?”
I clenched when he spoke again. Closing my eyes, I sucked in another deep breath. The scent of me filled my nose, and my legs shook. “Yes, Master. I agree.”
“Why do you think you need to be punished?” he continued in the same cold tone.
This time, I tripped over my words. “Because…because I broke…your…rules, Master. You do everything to protect me, but I was selfish and reckless. I put myself in danger, and in doing so, I…worried you. I hurt you. I need to face the…consequences of breaking your rules.”
“Good girl.” My heart soared at those two words. “How do you think you should be punished?”
Shock jolted through my system at his question. He was asking me to choose my punishment?
“You can decide for me, Master. It is your right.”
The small click of glass against the wood told me he had placed his drink down. “Turn around, Maria.”
My eyes widened. I sat up and turned around, although still kneeling for Lyov. I felt the heat of him as he leaned over me. His fingers went under my chin, and he tipped my face up to his. Our eyes locked. His were still missing any sign of warmth. His stares could cut me and make me bleed. They were still dark and hard, but I could see that his anger had somewhat diminished.
“I am giving you a choice,” he said in a low voice.
Completely enthralled into those deep grey eyes, I whispered, “I don’t want to make a choice. Whatever you choose for me, I accept it, Master.”
I could tell my answer satisfied him. He loved being in control, and my submission had fed his urge to dominate me. I could hardly breathe now. His touch was fire against my jaw, and my eyes almost fluttered close.
“You were gone for eight hours. Without protection. You will receive two spanks for each hour you were gone. That totals sixteen. Do you agree, Maria?”
I nodded without any reflection. I didn’t have to. I trusted Lyov. He knew me, and he knew what I needed and how much I could take.
“Your words,” he pushed with a small, breathy speech.
“Yes, Master. I agree.”
He looked pleased. Oh, how pleased he looked. I made him proud of me.
Lyov released me and sat back against the couch. His hand came up to his neck, and I watched as he tugged at his tie, almost roughly. He pulled it over his head and dropped it on the floor. Slowly, he unbuttoned the first three buttons of his crisp white shirt, and then he rolled up his sleeves up to his elbows.
