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Her cheeks are bright pink, but she does as I ask. Taking my black hat and putting the brim between her white teeth and full mouth. I can tell it’s heavy for her, but she’s being such a good girl and holding it steady.

“Now crawl,” I say again.

Her beautiful face glistens with cum and tears. Her eyelids are heavy with desire and her cheeks are flushed. The brim of my hat pushes back the corner of her lips like it did when I made her hold the ruler. Reminding me of how she looked with her mouth full of cock.

She crawls slowly down the hall on her hands and knees. Her soft ass sways side to side as she makes her way slowly to me. Those big, blue eyes are loud. She doesn’t need to speak a single word for me to know she’s eating this up—dirty, little redbird.

I sink to a crouch and whistle. A short, stilted sound I use to call my dogs.

She pauses, and I know she understands what I’m doing.

“Did I tell you to stop?” I say.

She shakes her head, managing to keep the hat in her mouth.

“Then crawl,” I order, rising.

She keeps moving, her eyes glued to me. Just as she’s about to reach where I stand, I back up into the game room. Her brows crease and she follows me as I keep moving back and in a slow circle around the pool table.

How far will her obedience go?

I pause by the bar. “Get up and put my hat on the counter.”

She rises and places my hat down. Carefully. Then she turns and tucks her hands behind her back, waiting for my next order. My cum is dried on her face—a work of art—and her knees are pink. I hope they bruise. I want evidence of tonight under her skin.

Fuck, I’m so hard it feels like I didn’t just come all over her face.

“Bend over the pool table and put your hands behind your back,” I tell her, jerking my head towards the empty table.

She turns and I get the best view of her soft, round ass jiggling as she walks to the table. She bends over it, going up on her toes, and her hands slide behind her lower back. Fingers intertwining.

I consider her for a second. There’s an ocean of things I could do to my redbird. I should punish her without pleasure. I should keep to the rules we set down when she first came here. But she’s such a good girl and maybe, if she behaves for me, I can find it in myself to forgive what she did tonight.

I cross to the table, hat in hand. She lifts her chin, her breasts pushed against the tabletop.

Fuck. Me.

I lean forward and she tilts her chin up and I fit my hat on her head. Her lips part and she blushes as I step back, cocking my head to enjoy the sight of my redbird. Naked, smeared with cum, wearing my hat.

Clint Garrison is rolling over in his grave.

The corner of my mouth turns up. “You keep still like that.”

“Yes, sir,” she whispers.

I circle her and she arches her lower spine. Pushing up her ass, begging for my cock in her cunt. I grip her thigh and pull her soft, pink pussy open. It’s glistening with arousal, so much it’s creamy around her entrance. My cock aches and I fight back the urge to unzip and push it into her slick opening.

She moans as I touch her pussy. Playing with the softness there before dipping my fingertip inside. Her toes curl against the carpet.

“Do you have something to say, redbird?” I ask.

She shakes her head. “No, sir.”

“Nothing?” I push my finger to the middle knuckle before withdrawing.

Her inner muscles tighten. “I just…I feel so empty.”

I slide my hand up her spine and spread my fingers on her upper back. She tenses and then she moans as I draw back my other hand and slap her across her right ass cheek. It shakes and I grip it hard and spread her open. My thumb brushes over her asshole.

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