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She hadn’t thought it possible for a man to be more perceptive than Lindsay with the fancy degrees lining his walls and books to decipher the inner workings of the mind and human behavior. But Brian saw each shift in her demeanor. He saw things she didn’t realize she was broadcasting.
“I’m fine, Master.” She went back to servicing him, but his hand on her shoulder stopped her.
“Mina, I’ve warned you about lying to me. Do. Not. Lie.”
She cringed and shrank from his tone. It took so little to erase trust.
“I asked if you were all right.”
She shook her head, her gaze trained on the floor. She couldn’t look at him.
“Come here.” He pulled her onto his lap and cradled her in his arms.
She could barely let herself breathe, afraid even the tiniest movement might shatter whatever this was forming between them. Jason and the others had play acted at being kind at first, but they never increased in kindness or concern. Could Brian really care?
Oh, she didn’t think he loved her. They barely knew each other. She didn’t think they’d have some great romance like in books and movies. But did he care, as one human to another about her pain? It seemed utterly impossible that he had the capacity, given the pain he seemed to so gleefully deliver to others.
“Tell me,” he said.
She wanted to play dumb, to pretend she didn’t know what he wanted her to confess, but she was too afraid of breaking this new intimacy. She’d seen a hint of it the night before when their hands had touched in the shower—and she wanted more. She was starved for it.
“My last master?—”
“You’ve never had a real master. You had an abusive asshole that played games with you that were to his advantage and not yours.”
True. And now she had arealmaster in the sense of someone who wasn’t playing a game with her, and everyone in the house knew how much he liked hurting people.
“Continue.”
“Jason,” she corrected. “He used to share me with his friends, and they’d all go on about what a good little cocksucker I was.”
“Sharing upsets you.”
“Yes.”
“But you know I can’t be exclusive. I’m going to be with others down here. And with your list of limits, exclusivity was never in the cards with any master.”
“No, I mean… being passed around. I-I don’t care about the other.” She cared that he hurt others, but she didn’t care that he fucked them. Though maybe that was because it all existed as something to feed his sadism.
It was obvious that what had taken place between the two of them was a whole other zone of reality. Mina thought that if he were to be tender with someone else, it might pose a problem for her. But shouldn’t she prefer him to be tender with others than to be violent with them?
He guided her hand to circle around his cock. “I’ll let you do it this way for now. When you feel you’ve worked through this, you can come to me and please me with your mouth.”
It only took a few minutes before his breathing deepened and he came. She didn’t wait for an order this time. She licked it up as he petted her hair and pressed a kiss to the top of her head.
“Go shower, have breakfast, do whatever you need to do. At eleven-thirty, I want you to go to room 308 on the main floor in the east wing for a waxing appointment. Then I want you in the gym working out. You need to stay fit for me. After that, you can have the rest of the day for yourself.”
Mina went back to their room, but Brian didn’t follow. She used the bathroom and washed her face and got in the shower. For the first time she noticed the thickness and strength of the shower glass. It could bear weight. The proof was the shackles built into the shower wall.
* * *
The spa was tucked away in a far corner of the east wing, nearly deserted.
“Hey!”
Mina turned to find Annette getting a pedicure.
“Most of the girls don’t know about this place,” she said conspiratorially. “Sometimes we send them before they get sold for a bit of grooming, or as a reward for something. But most of the time it’s me hogging all the spa treatments. Does Brian know you’re up here? I can’t believe he’d send you to be pampered.”
