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She’s close, and when she soaks my hand, I bite out a curse. I lower myself near her ear. “Why didn’t you tell me you rain, Alexis? Your sweet little cunt just rained all over my hand.”
Her head shakes, denying my claim. And this excites me; discovering something she doesn’t even know her body is capable of. Just the thought of her sweet pussy drenching my cock has me biting my lip and nearly drawing blood.
I can feel her there…so close to coming. I stop my movements, earning a desperate whimper as her whole body clenches from my denial.
“Stand up,” I order.
After being in her bent-over position, being denied her orgasm over and over, her body visibly aches as she shakily pushes up to stand.
I cup the nape of her neck, spearing my fingers into her hair and angling her gaze on me. “Kick off your shoes.” As she does, lowering herself before me, she’s in an even more submissive stance. “Don’t move.”
As I walk around her, I undo my tie. Yanking it free from my collar, I band the ends around my hands, stretching out the silk as I raise it over her head. “You’re not to remove this. At any point.”
Her heavy breaths tease me, her chest rising with each desperate inhale. I pull the ends, fastening the blindfold securely. Then I clamp my anxious hands to her shoulders and guide her toward the floor. “Kneel. Ass to your heels.”
Once she’s in position, a pure vision in the middle of my dark office, I take off my shirt. Tossing it to the desk, I walk around her, admiring my coveted possession. Alexis must be handled delicately but firmly.
“Spread your knees apart,” I say, wrapping my hand around my cock. “Wide as you can, until your pussy nearly touches the floor.” As she transitions, plainly struggling to obey my command to my pleasing, I move close so she can sense my presence.
Her body trembles at my nearness, and I increase my strokes, rubbing her scent up and down my shaft. “I’m going to give you what you need, Alexis. I’m going to fuck you—slow and tenderly, fast and hard, over and over—until you’re so beautifully spent, you’ll be desperate to be my whore.” She flinches at my harsh tone.
With a timid raise of her hand, she begs a question. I smile down at her. Truly so rare a find. My cock hardens at the thought of how I’m going to break her. And how she’ll love me for it.
“You want to ask something? Ask,” I give her permission.
She lowers her hand to her thigh. “You can have anyone—” she breaks off. Then: “What do you need from me?”
I inhale a deep breath. Placing my fingers beneath her chin, I tilt her mouth up to me. “Your complete submission.”
I knew early on that a normal relationship, what the world considers healthy, didn’t suit me. When you’re sixteen and telling your girlfriend she’s put on weight just to see the defeated look in her eyes as you demand she sit on your face… Well, you know right away you’re not normal.
It’s an ugly truth, the realm where I reside. There’s no Prince Charming here. I’m aroused by a woman’s humility. I need to debase them, make them just as desperate as I am to feel the relief that comes from granting their control to me. It’s not a preference. It’s not even a fetish. I have to dominate every other aspect of my life—my career, my connections, myself—it’s only natural, then, that I’d also only be satisfied with a truly submissive counterpart.
The irony is this: I’ve never taken a submissive.
I’ve had slaves, whores, plenty of cunts to demean. Being a member of The Firm fed my cravings and sustained my hunger so I never had to bother with the laborious task of training a sub.
I don’t care to keep any of them around longer than their purpose negates.
And there’s plenty of turnover in The Firm to keep me satisfied. I adhere strictly to my rules. I keep my personal preferences outside of my professional life. While my partners take pleasure in grooming their subs from the inside—Lark and Gannet being the perfect playground for their amusements—I actively seek the less complicated route.
Until Alexis Wilde, my temptress, breezed into my conference room. She stole my power, my will, and has been flaunting her triumph ever since. It’s time she learns wh
o her Master is.
“Open your mouth, temptress.”
First, like the fucking tease she is, she licks her lips, effectively luring me until I’m forced to shove my cock against her mouth. She reels from the force of it, but I grab the top of her head and direct her to take me.
The slip of her tongue along my shaft, her hot mouth, wet and inviting, consumes my senses. I’m relieved she can’t see just how much she affects me.
“Memorize my taste,” I say, pushing farther inside, guiding her mouth to accept me fully. “Memorize your taste on me. From here on out, you should always know exactly whose cock you’re sucking. Your scent will be the only one clinging to me. And as per my rules, as you’ve given me permission to own you, no other man is to touch you unless I command otherwise. You now belong to me, and only me.”
I fist my hand in her hair as she gags the deeper I thrust. She takes me expertly, her tongue my new obsession.
“You obey me, and I gratify you for your obedience. But any displeasure will result in punishment.” In the art of full disclosure, I give her a direct answer to why I’ve chosen her. “I’m your Master. I’m your Dominant. And now, Alexis, you’re my submissive.”
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