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“You do know you’re still going to be punished for that stunt with Kat downstairs, don’t you?”
My little siren grins. “Yes, Sir.”
I grin too. Her little joke on Kat was hilarious, and the look on my sister-in-law’s face was priceless. I have no intentions of actually punishing Mia for it, but that doesn’t mean I won’t have fun with her. “You won’t be smiling when I’m done with you,” I warn her.
“I know, Sir.”
I wrap the second cuff around her right wrist. Standing, I help her up. “Come with me.” I walk to the other side of the room, pulling her along with me. The metal hook has been in the ceiling for years, and I’ve used it plenty of times in the past, but never with Mia. I bought the new chain to go on it earlier today, and she was so focused on getting her collar and then sucking my cock, she must not have seen it, which was exactly what I’d hoped for.
I join the cuffs with the metal fastenings and lift her arms to attach them to the chain overhead. She flinches at the rattling sound but doesn’t pull back from me. Instead she allows me to shackle her to the ceiling without any resistance. Finished securing her, I run my hands down her arms and sides and she squirms, pressing her lips together, but a giggle escapes. I don’t bother to hide my smile—one of the perks of her being blindfolded is that I don’t have to mask my facial expressions.
I grab the belt I bought for her and trace the soft leather tip over her hip bone. She shivers under its touch. “This is for you to wear, tesoro,” I reassure her and slip it around her waist.
“Oh?” she breathes as I fasten the top half in place. No doubt she can feel the additional straps and knows this isn’t a regular belt, but she doesn’t ask questions.
“This part,” I say, holding up the piece at the back, “goes through here.” I slide the leather between her thighs, and she sucks in a deep breath. Her nipples harden further and her skin blooms with heat. I suppress a laugh and fasten it to the front. When I’m done, I step back and admire her for a few seconds.
“What is it I’m wearing, Sir?” she asks softly.
“It’s a wand belt.” I walk back to the bed and take out another gift.
“A wand belt?”
“Yeah.” I plug the new toy into the wall and her mouth opens wide at the sound it makes. “You know what a wand is, right?”
Her cheeks flush pink. “Yes.”
I hook the head of the toy into the straps between her thighs, dusting my lips over the skin of her neck and making a shiver run the length of her body. “This part holds the wand in place while my hands are busy doing something else.”
Panting, she squeezes her thighs together and presses the bulbous head of the toy between them.
And as for what I’ll be busy doing… I take her final gift from the box and smack the leather paddle against my hand. With a loud gasp, Mia squeezes her thighs tighter together. Goosebumps break out all over her body.
I trail the paddle over her breasts, gently tapping it against her hard nipples. She moans. “You know what your final gift is?”
“Is it a paddle?”
I trail it further down her body before giving her a quick swat on the ass with it. She yelps. “Clever girl.”
I take a few steps back. Absolute fucking perfection. Her flawless tits jiggle with each breath. I drink in every part of her. Every line. Every curve. Every scar. But it’s not her beautiful body tied up and ready to be used however I want that makes me feel like I can’t breathe. It’s how she waits for me. So patient. Wearing my collar. Unable to see or free herself. Nipples hard enough to cut diamonds. Legs trembling from standing on her tiptoes. Skin flushed with heat and anticipation, and not a single ounce of fear.
After everything I’ve done to her, after the way I pushed her away and those awful things I said, she still trusts me completely. Not only with her body, but with her heart too. The realization floors me and makes my cock harder than an iron bar.
“Sir?”
I realize she’s listening to the silence and probably wondering what the hell I’m doing. “I’m just admiring my property, sunshine. You look so fucking beautiful wearing my collar.”
“I feel beautiful wearing your collar,” she says, and the smile that follows nearly knocks me on my ass. It’s sweet and pure and everything she is. And everything I’m not. But I will spend the rest of my life trying to prove myself worthy of that smile.
Coasting my hand over her stomach and down her ass, I walk behind her. “Your ass is going to look even more beautiful when I’ve striped it with my paddle.”
She opens her mouth, but I spank her with my palm before she can speak, hard enough to make her squeal. I slap her other cheek just as hard, but this time she moans and rocks forward on the balls of her feet.
“Where did I tell you to wait for me after dinner, Mia?” I spank her again.
“U-upstairs.”
“So why did you come to the library?” Smack.
