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“What do you mean?” Her startled expression meant she really didn’t understand the trouble she was stirring up.
Taking her arm, I led her to the short railing that ran along the length of the upper level of the Dungeon. Gesturing slightly toward the lower area, I said, “Most of these people think you area sweet innocent service sub. I don’t want my fun interrupted by well-meaning check ins.”
She swallowed. “I didn’t think of that.”
“I’m sure you didn’t. They think they know you, but they don’t know me. So I’m going to give you a task. If you complete it, I’ll make you fly.” I chuckled. “Eventually.”
The hunger on her face was so familiar it made me want to take her right then and there. But that wasn’t what she needed. She needed me to be strong enough to push her. To give her the freedom to show everyone she wasn’t the quiet meek little mouse she pretended to be every day. Fear was her worst enemy, and I was going to make her face it down.
She licked her lips. “What task?”
I circled behind her and tilted her chin until she was looking toward the DM and the man I’d met earlier in the lobby. I nodded to the man whose name I still didn’t know. They were both giving us worried looks. It wasn’t hard to imagine them interfering if something wasn’t done to reassure them.
“I’m going to wait for you on the raised platform in the center of the room where I have all of your favorite toys waiting for you. You, my lovely slut, are going to walk down the steps and go over to Master Drake and let him know you are here because you want to be and that you are aware of your safewords and will use them if needed. You will also tell him that I am aware of all your limits, and unless you use a safeword, you do not need him interfering. Oh, and make sure to speak loud enough so the man standing next to him hears every word.”
She looked over her shoulder at me. “Do you mean Mike? He wouldn’t interfere.”
Mike.
It was good to finally have a name to put to the face. I didn’t like the obvious affection in her voice as she said his name. It wasn’t the time for jealousy, but maybe it was time to make apoint. “You’d be surprised how concern can override protocol. You will tell them both all those things then you will crawl to me so he can see how much you want to be my dirty slut.”
Her breathing picked up and her face flushed. For a moment, I thought I might have pushed her too far. I was so proud of her when she straightened her shoulders and looked me right in the eyes as she said, “Yes, Master.”
Leaving her at the rail, I walked down the steps and across the stone floor, ignoring the people around me as I stepped up on the raised platform and waited. Heads turned as River descended the steps once I was in place. She was like a hidden diamond among the common rocks that were the other people in the room. Her beauty was unquestionable but it was her inner strength that made her special. Her steps never faltered as she walked to where Drake and Mike were standing.
I don’t know exactly what she said to Mike, but his face went through a myriad of expressions ranging from concerned to acceptance. When they finally stopped talking, he gave me the briefest of nods that spoke of both understanding and respect.
Blood rushed to my cock as River dropped to her hands and knees. Crawling in a dress wasn’t an easy task but she had a lot of practice and made it look effortless. It wasn’t hard to tell which of the people in the room knew her by the shocked expressions on their faces as she made her way to me and up onto the platform.
She was the embodiment of the erotic fantasy of a good girl gone bad. Her face relaxed as excitement overtook nerves as she finally knelt in front of me. I crouched down so I could look directly into her eyes and cupped her cheek, keeping my voice low. “Good girl. That was so graceful. Are you ready to show everyone you are my slut?”
Her blush and nod were all I needed. I stood and used my normal voice so anyone listening would hear.
“What is your color, slave?”
“Green, Master.”
“Stand and present.”
It was obvious, but probably only to me, that it had been a long time since she had knelt as her movements were slightly unstable. It wasn’t like her to be anything but perfection. As she stood with her hands locked behind her head and feet slightly separated, I could tell she was beating herself up mentally.
She needed a distraction. I stepped up behind her, cupping her breasts and flicked her hidden nipple piercings. Her moan was a beautiful thing, so I did it again. A few people had stopped to watch at the edge of the platform, though it was obvious that others scattered through the room were interested as well.
“Everyone wants to see me corrupt you, but they don’t know what I know do they?” She shook her head and I played with the zipper that ran down the back of her dress. I felt the brush of leather across my fingertips and knew my earlier guess that she had something on underneath was completely accurate.
Not wanting to give her the time to let panic overwhelm desire, I unhooked the halter top and quickly unzipped the dress and pulled it away from her body. My breath caught in my chest as I took in River in all her glory.
Thin leather straps crisscrossed her body, emphasizing rather than hiding anything. Her breasts were framed by a diamond pattern that drew attention to the silver hoops in her nipples. Her ass and pussy were outlined by the material as well, but my favorite part was the thick X of leather that crossed her stomach and had silver letters spelling out the words “Master’s Slut”.
I’d specially ordered the outfit for her before we’d separated but never had the chance to see it on her body. My cock throbbed at the bold statement. Whether she meant it or not, in that moment, I took it as a declaration.
Embarrassment pinkened her skin and she trembled under the weight of everyone’s gaze. I would have been worried but I could see her honey already glistening between her legs. God, I’d missed this, missed her and couldn’t wait to watch her blossom under my touch. Controlling her pleasure was a gift I would never take for granted again.
“You are absolutely perfect,” I whispered into her ear as I slipped cuffs around her wrists and buckled them securely. I loved the contrast between the harsh leather and soft satin of her gloves so I left them on as I raised her arms and attached the hooks to a ring that dangled from the ceiling.
I traced my fingers along the leather straps and loved how her breath caught every time I came close to one of her sensitive nipples. From my pocket, I pulled out two lightly weighted jewels that would dangle from her nipple piercings and let her see them sparkling in the light.
“Does my little slut want to be decorated? Do your friends know what a dirty girl you are beneath your modest clothing?” Her whimpers as I attached the decorations and let them drop was music to my ears. I pulled out a third clip-on jewel. “Do they know about this little secret?”
