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my finger trail down her collarbone, down to her shoulder, pushing the fabric out of my way as I go. I only use my middle finger, my blunt nail scraping along her skin gently. Her eyes close and her body relaxes under my touch. I’ve conditioned her to do that.

“For now, I’ll allow you to be clothed.” I talk softly, my words gentle and caressing. Calming her. “It’ll be your first privilege that I’ll take away. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir,” she responds immediately. She’s falling into character, so to speak. Remembering how we were inside of the dungeon of Club X. That’s most likely what it was to her, an act, a character she was playing. But now it’s real life. When she’s done playing but realizes she can escape, that’s when I’ll see the real her. The piece that she’s kept hidden from me while we played.

“If you disobey me again, then you’ll be whipped.” Her head falls back slightly at my words, her chest rising with a quickening breath. Again this turns her on, she’s used to me giving her pleasure with the whippings. But there’s no pleasure and punishment here. She has yet to go through a true punishment.

“Yes, Sir.” I take her coat from the crook of her arm and set it on the foyer table behind me, before returning back to her. She stands obediently, her hands clasped, waiting for me to give her a command. This is the way she should have been from the start. Waiting and ready for me. That’s how she’ll always be in this house. I just need to train her.

I step closer to her, standing in front of her but not touching. Her fingers twitch, but she stays still. “The third punishment is orgasm denial.” I smirk at her as her eyes widen in surprise. “That’s something you’ve yet to experience, isn’t it?”

“Yes sir... May I ask a question?” She’s hesitant and I can understand why, but I need her to know that she can always talk to me. There may be consequences if she speaks to me disrespectfully. But I always want to know what she has to say.

“While you’re here you can speak freely. So long as you address me properly.”

“How long?” I smile broadly at her question, holding back my laughter. My greedy little flower. My reaction makes her smile, her shoulders relaxing slightly.

“Are you already planning on getting into trouble,” I tease her, my middle finger now running up and down her throat.

“No, sir.” There’s still the trace of a smile on her lips.

“Are you so certain that you’re going to displease me?” I ask her, my finger pausing on her soft skin.

She takes a moment to swallow before answering again, “no, Sir.”

“Your punishment will fit the crime. So the length of your denial depends on what you do.”

I have to tell her about the cage. These punishments are for minimal offenses. If she does something out of character. Something to intentionally upset me or disrespect me, then that’s where she’ll stay. I’ve seen the way she looks at the cages in the dungeon. The one i have for her is larger. There’s curiosity behind her eyes, but it truly is a punishment. Both for her and for me. My hope is that I’ll never have to use it, although I imagine with her curiosity she may ask me if she can go in, just to see what it’s like. Just to tease me with her being unavailable.

“We have a lot to discuss.” I splay my hand on her back, leading her away from the front door and further into my house, her new home for the next month. “Come. Let me show you your room.”

Chapter 15

Lilly

Luxury.

It’s the only way I can describe my bedroom when I step inside with Joseph at my side, his eyes on my face, watching for my reaction.

I don’t disappoint him. My jaw nearly drops to the floor as I survey the room, my breath catching in my throat.

An amused grin curls the corner of Joseph’s lips as he eyes my stunned look. He knows I’m floored by his impressive wealth and he’s enjoying every second of it.

Pure, unadulterated luxury.

Seriously, I can hardly believe this will be my bedroom. The rest of the house is amazing and I can’t wait to explore it all, but this…. I shake my head. This is absolutely gorgeous.

I press a hand to my chest. This room is the stuff dreams are made of. It’s