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her worries. I have to remember that I have a very large advantage here. And she has no idea how much I know.

She needs to be comforted, probably fed, and have a simple conversation. I can try to take this slow. I don’t want to. But she obviously needs that.

“Come,” I say as I take her hand and lead her out of the playroom, toward the dining hall. There’s a show tonight. Fire play, which should be enjoyable to watch. It’s not something I toy with, but nonetheless it’s entertaining.

“I have to go.” Her feet stay planted, and she looks up at me as though she’s begging me for permission to leave. She’s not mine yet. That’s painfully obvious. But I’m not going to let her get away with that shit.

“You will never lie to me again.” My voice is hard. She doesn’t have to go.

She furiously shakes her head and insists, “I’m not lying.” Her voice is laced with fear. “I really do have to go. I am not well right now.” Her breathing is coming in panicked breaths.

“That doesn’t mean you need to go. If you’re in need, all you need to do is tell me.” Adrenaline courses through my blood. I’m frustrated and angry. I should have planned this out better.

“I don’t want to.” She answers honestly, and I rub my thumb on the back of her hand. This is too much, too soon. I fucking hate Joe Levi in this moment. I wanted her comfortable. I wanted to take things slower.

I kiss the back of her hand and nod.

“This was too much for you, wasn’t it?” Her eyes widen and she starts to answer, but closes her mouth.

“You don’t understand.” I do. I fucking understand everything. Had I played this right, she wouldn’t be feeling so insecure. I can fix this.

“You’ll come back here. Tomorrow night.” I give her the command. She focuses her full attention on me. Her submission is obvious. “If you’d like to continue this, of course.”

“I would,” she answers in a hushed voice.

“I would too, kitten. I understand you need time to process this. Take tonight and tomorrow during the day to think about things. And then you’ll come back here. Wait for me in the dining hall. I don’t want you coming back here without a collar on.”

She nods her head obediently. “I’ll do that.”

“You’re going to think of me tonight, kitten,” I lean into her, whispering and gripping her a little tighter, “but you will not touch yourself.”

I can see the desire back in her eyes as she whispers, “Yes”. Part of me wants to push her further tonight. Take her to a private room and talk to her about her needs. I can reassure her that I can provide for her, just as I know she can provide for me.

But she does need to process this. I need her full commitment, and without her willing to wear my collar, I don’t have that.

Tonight I will make her a list. I should have already made her a clear set of rules. She’s a creature of habit and routines, and she desires a Master. Which means she needs rules.

This is my fault. But I will make it right.

Chapter 8

Katia

I roll over in the bed, unable to sleep, my nipples hard, my clit pulsing with desire. A low groan of sexual frustration escapes my lips as I scissor my legs together, trying to calm the incessant clenching of my pussy. It’s been plaguing me ever since I left the club, along with the memory of my mouth being used for Isaac’s pleasure.

Fuck.

I loved it. I loved every second of being with him. Being used and commanded. I roll over again, my body covered with a sheen of sweat. It’s so fucking hot in here. It doesn’t help that I’m on fire with desire, primed and ready for another explosive orgasm. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I wish I hadn’t left. I need more. I want more. I should’ve stayed.

There was so much left to say to Isaac, so much to explore. God, I want him. The way he walked up and challenged the other Master for my body and then took control of me was so fucking sexy. My skin pricks as I remember the determination Isaac displayed in getting his way with me, the way he made me take all of his length.

My limbs shudder, and my clit throbs as the memory of choking on Isaac’s massive cock while he plunged his fingers