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She’d never thought of any part of her as perfect before. But she liked it when he said it to her.
“All right, kitten, stand up. Easy.” He held her steady as she rose quickly, making her head spin. When the world righted itself, she found herself blushing with embarrassment as she stared into his concerned face.
“You okay, kitten? Do you need a break? A drink of water?”
She wasn’t used to being fussed over. It made her feel special.
“I’m fine, thank you, Sir. Just stood up too quickly.”
He frowned. “Next time, rise more slowly, understand?”
“Yes, Sir.” She was still red with embarrassment. Way to ruin the mood, Mia.
He reached out and tugged at one of the clamps. She gasped as her nipple protested the sharp, pinching pain. But then arousal flooded through her, the pain morphing into something else. Something hot and demanding.
“No bad thoughts, remember?” he told her. “Now, we’re going to sit down and talk about limits and expectations because I am very close to just bending you over the back of the sofa and fucking you.”
“That sounds like fun, Sir,” she said breathlessly.
He chuckled and shook his head. “No, we’re going to do this properly, kitten.” He turned and walked to his desk, picking up a piece of paper and a pen. Then he walked back and sat in the armchair.
“Up on my lap, straddle me, kitten.”
She’d never sat on anyone’s lap like that before. She wasn’t sure where to put her hands or what he expected her to do.
He tugged at the chain attached to one of her nipples and pain slashed through her, clearing her mind.
“That’s better,” he growled. “I want your attention on me. Not worrying about everything else.”
“I’m just . . . not sure what you want me to do.”
He ran his finger along her breast. “You’re sitting on my lap, half-naked with your nipples clamped. I would say you are doing exactly what I told you to do, are you not?”
“Yes, Sir.” Calm filled her again. She liked the calm. It was a good place to be.
“That’s my baby. Don’t these nipples look pretty all dressed up. Going to have to get you some more nipple clamps. Maybe a clit clamp that connects to them.”
Her breath caught at his words; her pulse raced.
“I can see my baby likes that idea. Clamps on your nipples and clit, a plug in your ass, your arms and feet bound, yeah, I can see how that turns you on. Tell me, if I touched your clit right now would you come?”
“I-I think so, Sir.”
“Best I remind you that you’re not to come without permission then,” he murmured, grasping her chin and pulling her in for a kiss. “Understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Then, as though she weren’t sitting there naked on his lap with her nipples clamped, he started to calmly go through the contract in his hand. He asked her about her limits, soft and hard, went over the rules he’d made for her again.
It was the strangest conversation of her life. And it hadn’t helped her gain control over her arousal one bit. In fact, by the end of it she felt so damn hot and bothered that she was practically squirming on his lap.
“Sit still,” he growled at her.
She immediately froze. “Good girl. I know this isn’t easy on you, but I do expect you to take this seriously.”
“I am, Sir. Really.”
“Is there anything you want to add then?” He looked a little mollified at her words.
