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“If it pleases you, Mr Tomlinson.”
“I need to know if your body is able to tolerate the stress.”
“I’m not uncomfortable.”
“In that case…” Satisfied she was all right mentally as well as physically, he donned a condom and fetched the clamps again.
Her eyes had widened and she tracked his every move.
He removed the weights before saying, “You’ve had enough of a break, I think.”
“I’m sure you know best, Mr Tomlinson.”
“How is it that no one has beaten you for your impudent tone?”
She gave an impish smile. “There’s been no need as I’m always sincere.”
“Honest, too.”
“You have a beautiful cock, Mr Tomlinson.”
Her statement caught him off guard.
“I hadn’t really noticed you were naked until now,” she added.
Her scrutiny made him harder.
“Are you going to fuck me with it? Surely you’re not going to let that erection go to waste?”
“Sub—”
“I could suck it for you, Sir.”
“That’s one way to shut you up.”
“It’s effective, too,” she agreed.
The mechanics of that were difficult, but not impossible. He held her head in one palm and brought her closer to him. It stretched her neck, but she didn’t protest. Instead, she stuck out her tongue, seeking his cock. With his free hand, he stroked his shaft. Then he guided it towards her mouth.
She pressed her tongue against the underneath of his cock and opened wide to accept him. He noticed she’d closed her eyes and was making little sounds of pleasure. He’d had his dick sucked dozens, maybe hundreds of times, and he enjoyed it more when he knew his sub was into it.
She took him as deep as she could with the awkward position, and she strained against her cuffs, trying to use her hands. The image combined with the sensation of her tongue and suction of her mouth was almost enough to make him spill.
When she slid up, he squeezed her jaw and withdrew his cock. “Not so fast.”
“But, Mr Tomlinson, I was enjoying that, and I want—”
“Quiet,” he instructed. “This is about what I want.”
She looked at him, but she closed her mouth.
“Smart princess,” he said.
Maggie snapped her teeth together.
“That was a little disrespectful,” he warned her.
“Of course you’re right, Mr Tomlinson. I’m sorry.”
Though she might have used the right words, she’d chosen the wrong tone. And she glared at him rather than looking away to express her contrition. And with the basic training she’d had, no doubt she knew the difference.
He crouched next to her, dug a hand into her hair and yanked her head back.
Her eyes widened from the pain.
“If you have something you want to discuss, say so. But I won’t tolerate that type of behaviour either here or outside the Den.” He chose his next words deliberately to emphasise the differences in their stations as well as his displeasure. “Am I clear, sub?”
“Crystal, Mr Tomlinson.”
He loosened his grip on her hair.
“I object to you being condescending with the princess comment.”
“Thank you for saying what’s on your mind.” He traced the pad of his thumb across her cheekbone. Keeping his voice soft and gentle, he said, “I was not being condescending, Maggie. It was simply an acknowledgement that I recognised your compliance and that you’d chosen the correct path. I liked the way you were sucking my dick, and I appreciate that you would have continued. But I have a scene in mind and that was not part of it. I should hope you know me well enough to know I respect you and your brain. Here, I need you to trust me.”
She blinked. “I…”
“Communicate with me, Maggie, all times, about all things. I will forgive your mockery this once, but with the warning that next time, retribution will be swift.”
She shuddered.
“Any further questions?”
“No, Sir, Mr Tomlinson.”
“Then tell me you understand what I said.”
“I should communicate with you. Sarcasm has no place between us, and you will punish me if I use it again.”
