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“We’re not in scene anymore.” He hesitated then said, “Call me Ilias.”

Josslyn shook her head. “I don’t think I can because I need to ask something. It’s a question for Master Bennani, not Ilias.”

“Okay.”

“Why… Why haven’t you fucked me?”

“I have. Several times.”

“You fucked my mouth, you’ve played with every part of me, but you haven’t…” Now the question, which had been nagging at her, sounded stupid.

“You mean why haven’t I fucked your pussy with my cock?”

“Yes. Is it because you don’t…want to?” Before he could answer, Josslyn sat forward, burying her face in her hands. “Oh my God, how fucking pathetic does that sound.”

“It’s not pathetic.”

“Oh no. It’s pathetic. Trust me.”

He started to say something, but she barreled forward, talking over the top of him.

“I’d thought you’d fucked me when I was in the stocks, and I was so turned on I was into it. Then I realized you must have used the dildo or whatever it was you then shoved up my ass.

“We were in the bathroom, you told me to bend over, and I was still wearing the suit. I thought you were going to fuck me then, and the only reason you’d be willing to fuck me was because you wouldn’t have to actually touch me.”

She wasn’t even sure the words made sense. She couldn’t find the right way to describe what she was feeling.

“Josslyn, what the fuck?!” He sounded genuinely shocked.

“The rubber sheath would mean that you could use me without having to be…intimate with me. I know you didn’t want to touch me with your mouth. You only sucked my nipples out of pity when I told you my tragic backstory.”

“That’s patently untrue, but before we follow that line of questioning, I would like to ask you something. In your mind, if I’d performed penetrative vaginal sex while you wore the rubber suit, would it mean that I didn’t find you attractive?”

His words were precise and controlled, his “what the fuck” outburst from a moment ago mastered.

“It’s not about attractive,” she stammered, staring down at her own bare knees. “It’s about intimacy, and barriers, and willingness to do things only as long as there’s some distance.”

“Enough.” His hand fisted in her hair, jerking her head back.

Josslyn gasped, eyes opening wide.

He forced her to turn, to face him.

“You think I don’t want you, but I want to do things to you that would make demons in hell bow to my creativity.”

He leaned in, his dark eyes so intense she felt like a rabbit, frozen in fear.

“I haven’t fucked you because from everything you’ve said, what you need is to submit, and to submit to a Dom who will not only meet your needs but exceed them. I put aside my own desire, my need to have my cock so deep in your hot, tight cunt that you can’t breathe without feeling me.”

Josslyn’s mouth opened, her breath catching.

“I’ve known you for twenty-four hours. It makes no sense that I feel like I know you better than I know the subs who are my regular partners.”

She blinked, felt the tear fall.

He wiped it away with his thumb, but his expression didn’t soften.

“I need you to tell me we’re done for the night. I need to not be Master Bennani with you.”

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