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My guardian, my master, didn’t leave me in doubt as to what this news meant.
“You may come, my dear,” he said, and he started to fuck my bottom while at the same time he made the terrible, wonderful thing on my clit start to buzz, and transformed the tingle there into a very different sort of sensation.
I might, if he had prepared me sufficiently, have had a chance of keeping myself from coming. Or perhaps I would after being in his care and under his firm hand for a few months possess that capacity.
As it was, my orgasm, a cataclysm of pleasure and discomfort and fulfillment, hit me the way I imagined the Magisterian battlecruisers had pounded the capital of Vionia after the emperor had absolutely refused to surrender. Every part of me that hadn’t yet surrendered—even the most independent, most egalitarian parts—surrendered now.
I gave myself over partly because I knew Philip would be a careful steward of every bit of me but mostly because he had simply claimed my body so completely. Even the most independent version of Sara Granzofar had nowhere else to live—nor did she want to, because she loved Major Philip Harrow, as silly as it might have seemed this morning.
I came, and came, and came. I strained against my bonds, and for the first time I thought I might actually have been in danger of hurting myself if my guardian hadn’t strapped me down. My whipped bottom radiated pleasure forward and my vibrating clit sent it shooting to my toes, my fingertips, the roots of my hair.
Philip’s cock went in and out, bringing a cry of submission with each one.
“Look at the camera for me,” I heard him say, to my confusion. I felt his hand in my hair, firmly pulling my face back, as he held his hard penis deep inside my bottom. I saw the lens a few inches away from my face. “Miss Sara Granzofar, do you consent to give reparations in the form of your sexual service to me?”
I could see Philip’s face reflected in the lens. I saw his smile, evaluating me and finding me worthy and, yes, loving me. Between my thighs the governor gave another thrilling, tormenting, dominating buzz. I felt myself start to come yet again.
“Yes, sir,” I sobbed. “Oh, yes.”
The End
