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I wince. I vow to obey him, at least for now, so I can stay on his good side.

He narrows his gaze and chuckles. “Naughty girl. I can practically see the gears turning in your head. You should reconsider any ideas of revolt. You won’t be successful. You’ll only find yourself in uncomfortable disciplinary situations.”

More uncomfortable than crawling on all fours with my boobs hanging in front of me? I shudder at the possibilities.

“Let’s get that bit out of your mouth, shall we?”

I whimper and lean close to him. He unlatches one side and eases the rubber rod from between my teeth. My jaw hurts, which Vabar knows. He wipes my face free from slobber with a wet cloth and massages my jaw.

Every time he touches me, I light up. It’s hard to remember in between how powerful contact with him is. He’s like a magnet.

“You may speak, Little pet.” He cups my chin.

It’s not lost on me how submissive this position is. I’m below him. I’m on the floor. I have to tip my head back to look at him. I’m naked while he’s fully clothed. Not to mention the collar.

After all the things I wanted to shout at him earlier, I’m now speechless. I think I’m afraid of angering him, and I’m not positive I can control the urge to throw a full tantrum, so it seems better to remain mute.

“Would you like to sit on my lap, Little pet?” He sits up and pats his thighs.

I lick my lips and slowly nod. I can’t think of anything I’d like more.

He chuckles, lifts me by the waist, and settles me on his lap, facing him. “Spread your legs so you can snuggle into my chest, Little pet.”

I’m startled and nervous. I hadn’t expected to be chest-to-chest with him, and I feel oddly exposed with my feet nestled along his hips. He’s so big that my thighs are spread as far as they can be.

Vabar sets his hands on the small of my back, pulling me closer, so that the front of my diaper presses against his abs. “Let me see your eyes, Little pet.”

I look at him.

He smiles. “So pretty.”

They’re almost the same shade as his, but he’s looking into mine as if they’re unique.

“And your skin is so pale. I suppose that’s partly from living on a space station. You’ve never been exposed to the sun’s rays, but I bet your skin type won’t tolerate sun exposure anyway.”

I shrug. I’m not sure, but I suspect he’s right.

He holds me in place with one hand and brings the other around to tap my nose. “Such cute little freckles. I love the ones on your breasts, too. Sexy.” He lowers his gaze and leans me back. His finger moves from my nose to my exposed chest.

I hold my breath and watch as he touches my skin. It’s mesmerizing. My nipple stiffens, reacting to his dancing finger and the way he’s looking at me.

And his scent.

Definitely his scent.

That’s the most compelling part of him, the aspect that’s luring me into his spiderweb. An undeniable connection that’s growing by the minute.

I can’t take my eyes off him as he circles my nipples one at a time, over and over. They stand at attention. I should be horrified at letting him do this and my reaction. But instead, I’m unable to look elsewhere.

I didn’t know my nipples were so greedy and sensitive. I didn’t know it would feel good to have him touch them. And suddenly I’m living in a new world where my sexuality is awakening.

He called me sexy. I know what that means, but I never expected to hear it or feel it.

It’s everything.

In this moment, I know my life is changed.

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