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Mind Game

Part Two

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“Incredible,” Logan marvels, tossing the photos I’d printed out and brought to show him across the desk.“These would be perfect for the print and website advertising campaign for Club Helix.”

He picks up the one of Ava displayed on the pedestal, blindfolded with her arms chained above her and her nipples clamped.“This one is phenomenal.I’ve never seen a picture that so perfectly captures the sheer beauty of submission.”

He’s right.Ava’s face, usually so composed, betrays her every emotion.Her lips are parted, her stance emphasizing her utter vulnerability, her expression a blend of innocence and strength.She’s the epitome of the unadulterated power of surrender.

“I don’t know what stroke of genius possessed you to take her to Club Helix for the photo shoot, but I’m damned glad you did,” he continues.“Do you think she’ll sign a release to let us use these images for advertising?We could pay her a generous modeling fee.”

“I honestly don’t know.She comes across so innocent in many ways but oddly worldly in others.I think she could use the money, but I don’t know how she’ll feel about having such an intimate photo of herself plastered everywhere.Let’s have lunch tomorrow, and you can talk to her about it,” I suggest before heading out to do some shopping to prepare for the games.

I’ve left my submissive to her own devices this morning, although I’ve promised her a beating if she touches herself or gets herself off in my absence.She’d shot daggers at me last night when she’d realized I had no intention of easing her need, but she’s too proud to beg for it…yet.

I intend to keep her on edge for a while.Although I would have loved nothing more than to see her shatter beneath my hand last night, and while I sure as hell could have used the release myself after posing her sweet body in erotic positions all afternoon, I know she’ll perform better for the group event tonight if she’s somewhat needy and unsatisfied.Besides, I’ve decided that when I allow her to come the next time, she’s going to have to beg for it.This little submissive is getting under my skin, and we both need the reminder of who’s in charge.

When I come back, she’s freshly showered and waiting for me in the suite.

“Did you get your work finished?”she asks.The raw hunger of last night is gone, replaced by polite aloofness.My cock hardens at the prospect of breaking down her defenses and getting her back to depraved wantonness.

“I did,” I say, taking off my jacket and unbuttoning the top two buttons of my shirt before rolling up my shirtsleeves.She licks her lips.“I also got the details for the group event tonight.”

“And?”She looks as calm as if she’s just asked me whether it’s going to rain, but her hands are clenched together in front of her, betraying her nervousness.

I pull out the card and read it to her.“Join us in the Diamond Lounge at eight o’clock as everything comes off.Submissives will perform an erotic striptease to a full house at the first official group event of the Power Games.”

Ava lets out her breath in a whoosh.“An erotic striptease?Okay, that’s not so bad, right?”

I look at her consideringly.“I suppose that depends on how inhibited you are.”

She blushes.“It’s just taking my clothes off.I can do that.”

“You have to do it better than the other thirteen women,” I remind her.I take a seat on the sofa and gesture to the space in front of me.“Show me.”

“Now?”She looks like a deer caught in the headlights.

“Yes, schiava,” I say, my voice taking on an authoritative edge.“Now.Show me.”

“Listen, I wanted to talk to you about this whole schiava slave-girl thing,” she says, all prim and proper.

I try to suppress the smile I feel pulling at my lips.This should be entertaining.“All right.Talk.”

“I, um, don’t want you to call me that.”

“Why not?”

She fidgets slightly and then frowns as she tries to put her feelings into words.“Because it makes me feel like I’m at a disadvantage.Like you have more power than I do.”She stops for a minute, her brow furrowing in thought.“It makes me feel like I’m just a thing, your possession that you can do anything you want with.And I don’t like it.”

“You have all the power, schiava, as you can revoke the control you’ve surrendered to me with your safe word.But you have subjected yourself to my desires, and I have the authority you’ve given to me.I can do anything I want with you within the limits that you’ve agreed to, unless you choose to use your safe word,” I remind her.“This isn’t a democracy, and what you like or don’t like doesn’t always matter.But I’m a fair man, so I’m willing to compromise.During our regular day-to-day interactions, I’ll call you Ava.But during scenes and any games or D/s interactions, I’ll give you a choice.You can answer toslaveorschiava, or you can answer toAvalon.”

Her eyes flash as she meets my gaze.“You fucking bastard,” she hisses.

“Be careful that mouth of yours doesn’t get you into something your ass can’t handle, Ava,” I warn softly.

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