“Yours, my Master.” Such a simple word, for such a powerful, heady effect. I’d heard her say it before, of course, over the phone, but to watch...her face as the words left those beautiful full lips… I gripped her hair; my eyes never leaving hers as I craned her head back at a sharp angle. Jess gasped softly and her lips trembled. Using my grip on her hair, I guided her down to her knees. She knelt at my feet without question, staring up at me with starving eyes. “My pants, slave,” I ordered. . I shivered despite the heat in the room. I hated it when she kept me waiting like this, but I had learned early in our marriage that fidgeting or looking around when Helen asked me to stand somewhere was a less than stellar idea, so I didn't dare check the time on the clock. I tried counting the ticks of the pendulum, but after a while the relentless rhythm seemed to blur together in my head and I lost track of where I was up to. Finally the door opened and Helen walked in. "Turn around,. More

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