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walked into one of the ship’s BDSM playrooms, filled with demands and limits, he’d been struggling to control his reaction to her hot body. The tiny noises she’d made, of pleasure and satisfaction, aroused him. But this… He was honoured by her plea. He wanted to do anything he could to make their time together memorable.
    She licked her lower lip, betraying her trepidation. The fact that she was unsure of his desire for her made him want her even more. “I want you on your knees, sub, with my dick in your mouth.”
    “Yes, Sir.” She lowered her gaze.
    He let go of her chin. “I’m going to take off the nipple clamps.”
    She nodded, and he wondered what had happened to the spitfire who’d shown up in his cabin. No matter her behaviour, he still had to quell the urge to fling her over his shoulder and brand her as his.
    He cupped her left breast and released the pressure.
    She yelped.
    “I should have warned you.” He swirled his tongue around the compressed tip and sucked on it gently.
    “Oh, Sir, that’s…”
    He looked up. “That’s…?”
    “Good. Your mouth feels so good. It takes away the pain, and it makes me horny.”
    “No coming.”
    “I—”
    “I think I’ve been more than generous. Don’t you agree?”
    “Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir.”
    “Ready?”
    She took a breath.
    He removed the second clamp and again eased the pain with his mouth.
    “Thank you, Sir.”
    “I was wondering if Master Devon had taught you any manners.” He hoped his friend and partner joined them soon. She might be enjoying this scene with him, but the two of them worked in tandem to further heighten a sub’s experience.
    He got to work on her bonds, taking his time to ensure he rubbed circulation back into each wrist as he freed it.
    She lowered her arms gingerly.
    He bent to unfasten her ankles, then changed his mind. Since he was already there, he spread her labia and licked her pussy.
    Her knees buckled before she caught herself. She grabbed on to his shoulders. He really liked the way that felt.
    “Sir…”
    “Go ahead. I want to punish you, anyway. Just gives me more reason.” But he gave her no choice. He used his tongue and his fingers to tease and torment. There was no way she wouldn’t come.
    “Please, Sir,” she implored, digging her fingers in deeper. Her body jerked. “I can’t hold back. I just…can’t…”
    He increased his tempo.
    “I don’t want to be punished for not being able to help myself.” Her words were nearly breathless, dazzling in their honesty. “I… Sir…” Her soft plea became a scream as he forced her orgasm.
    Her pussy clenched around his hand, and he felt her moisture trickle over his fingers.
    Oh, yeah. He liked dominating this subbie, demanding her reluctant surrender. “That was naughty of you,” he said.
    “Sir, you gave me no choice.”
    “What’s your point?” Not waiting for her response, he unfastened her ankles. “Now I think you’re close to being ready to be fucked.”
    She continued to hold on to his shoulders while she stood on her toes and flexed her ankles.
    He could stay there a while longer, inhaling her intoxicating musk.
    “I want your cock,” she whispered. “In my mouth first, like you wanted.”
    That she said she wanted him, asked for him so honestly, made him harder. Many subs had to be coached to say things like that. He knew she wasn’t hugely experienced in the scene, so her words rang with an authenticity that appealed to his inner Dominant.
    Without waiting for his response or approval, the little vixen lowered herself to the floor and unfastened the top button of his jeans. She didn’t look up as she tugged down on his zipper. He should stop her, he knew, or at least reprimand her. But he didn’t. It had been a long time since a woman had taken the initiative, and, sub or not, he liked it. That she was as hungry for him as he was for her did amazing things for his ego.
    He toed off his boots and kicked them aside as she