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I snorted in amusement and opened the door again, walking back out into the dining area. Wade whimpered, turning his head to stare at me with big pleading eyes, but I ignored him and sat my bare ass on the stool at the breakfast bar again. It was getting close to ten at night, and since coming on his chest, I hadn’t done a thing to Wade. His punishment was simple in my brain—I would ignore him. Wade’s pleasure came from my attention, whether it was praise or degradation, and if I gave him nothing, then he would feel every passing second as though it were an hour.
I went back to work on my computer, ignoring the cold wood of the stool against the cheeks of my ass. If staying naked meant teasing the hell out of Wade, I would put up with it, even if my balls got the brunt of the coolness as well.
“Sir?” His voice wobbled nervously.
“What?” I snapped, sending him a glare.
“I’m sorry.” He raised his head and poked his bottom lip out at me. “I’m really sorry.”
“Are you?” I stood and walked slowly over to him, taking in the long lines of his outstretched body. The muscles in his thighs strained and his cock twitched, begging for attention. “Because if you were sorry, my perfect little slut, you would’ve done what I’d ordered.”
“I know.” A whiney sob came from the back of his throat.
“If you know,whydid you not go to the tailor like I ordered you to?” I strode closer and tapped his knee with my finger. The muscles in his thighs tensed.
“I told you,” he whispered between small whimpers. “It was too expensive.”
“Since you weren’t paying for the suits, it shouldn’t have mattered how much money they cost.” I trailed my fingers up the inside of his knee and higher, and he inhaled sharply, raising his head to watch the path my teasing touch took. When I got close to his dick, I brought my hand down hard on his thigh, and he jerked against his restraints, a loud whine slipping from teeth-nibbled lips.
He shuddered and moaned. “Please, Sir.Please.”
“No.” I smirked, the sensation of power blanketing me again. The warmth curled low in my groin and made my cock fill. “You will tell me the truth, Shoelicker, or I will leave you this wayallnight.”
The sob that left his mouth wasperfect, and I closed my eyes to drink it all in. He yanked at the ropes and groaned, dropping the back of his head on the table. “I thought.... I thought it was maybe a joke or a test. That you would leave me with the bill. I can’t afford that.”
I scraped my nails over the pinkness that my slap had caused and ruminated on his words. His reasoning made sense. I’d made his life hell since he’d been given to me under a work contract, and while it wasn’t my style to trick someone, it could’ve easily been if I was a cruel person.
“Hm.” I danced the tips of my fingers across his hip bone and up over his abs, watching the goose bumps chase my touch. His belly jumped and he wriggled, and as much as I wanted to keep teasing him, his answer was satisfactory. I moved away and walked around to each leg of the table, tugging the knots once to release him.
When the ropes loosened, he slowly sat up, blinking big hazel eyes at me as he glanced down at himself and the dried cum I’d left on his shirt.
“You’re dirty. Go shower,” I ordered, and his gaze shot back up to me.
He widened his eyes and licked his dry lips nervously.
I walked over to the fridge, aware of him following every move I made as I filled up a glass of water and headed back over to him. When I passed him the glass, he took it with a shaky hand and drank carefully.
“We’re done for tonight,” I said.
He froze, bottom lip popped out. “Did I do something wrong, Sir?”
“No. I saw reason in why you didn’t go into the tailor, but tomorrow we’ll do it together. You’ll see me pay for the suits myself before Indy measures you.” I went to reach out, then jerked my hand back. No, I wasn’t going to touch his shoulder in comfort. That wasn’t me. “Now, I gave you an order to go take a shower. I’ll find some clothes for you to wear.”
He blinked at me and his mouth popped open. “Am I staying tonight?”
I hesitated. This was a dangerous game, but I didn’t see a reason for him to go home. Indy was only open early in the morning for special customers, and I was one of them. “Yes, but don’t assume anything’s happening tonight, Shoelicker. Youstilldisobeyed me. You’ll sleep in the bed beside me, but you won’t touch me. Am I clear?”
He nodded faster. “Yes, Sir.”
“Go shower. Now.”
He didn’t waste any time doing as I’d ordered.
But it was hell sleeping in the bed next to him the entire night. I’d wanted to reach out and touch him, fuck that sweet hole of his until he begged me to come, but I had a mission. This was his punishment, yet it also felt like mine.
When early dawn came, I sent him off to shower alone. While he didn’t need another after getting one last night, I told him to go again because he would be doing more than simply be measured for suits. I had a surprise for him, and he needed to be squeaky clean for it.
With a little digging in my closet, I found a pair of jeans and shirt that I thought would fit him, then threw them on the bed before I opened a new box of briefs and added one of them to the pile.
