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wear—and his
newly slimmed-down, buff body that looked a hundred percent muscle in his tight
T-shirt and snug jeans, he came across as a man who ought to be feared. That
suited her now, as much as it did for him to show the guys he was her obedient
slave when they played at Rebels’ Roost. She needed somebody to intimidate the
doctors and nurses in this place. They all seemed to think their words were
law. She needed somebody strong who wasn’t hooked up to a dozen or more
instruments of torture.
    “What do you need?” He came up to her bed,
grinned and then bent low to whisper in her ear. “Mistress.”
    Matt looked scared when he met her gaze.
But not of her. He looked as though he thought she had one foot in the grave
and the other on a banana peel. I’m not that bad off, am I? “Help me get
out of here. I want to go home.”
    “I’ll take you home, sweetheart, as soon as
your doctor says it’s okay.”
    “I want to go now, I said.”
    Matt took her hand and shot her a very
unsubmissive-looking grin. “You don’t want to leave against medical advice and
lose your chance to sue these folks, do you?”
    Keisha couldn’t help grinning back. He’d
been tossing his supposedly superior knowledge of the law at her, albeit in a
properly submissive way, ever since he’d passed the bar six months ahead of
her. “I want out of here. Listen. The damn beeping of these machines is driving
me crazy. And I can feel every drip, drip, drip of the fluid from that
IV into my arm. When I get home I’m gonna tie you down in a bed and make you
listen to noises like this. It’ll serve you right for dragging me in here.”
    “Maybe I ought to tie you to this bed.” The
way he said it made her think he just might mean it. Then he met her gaze, his
expression sober. “Damn it, Keisha, I’m gonna take control for once. Somebody’s
got to make you listen to what the doctors are trying to tell you.” He paused,
as though he had as much trouble as she was having, believing he’d just said
that. “Sweetheart, I don’t know if I could go on if I lost you. Dr. Stein may
not have put the fear of God into you, but she’s certainly put it in me.”
    “You think you can take over, slave ?
Think you’re up to making a switch?” The possibility made Keisha’s pussy go all
soft and…but no, she was no sniveling sub. She couldn’t imagine letting her
slave turn around and Master her. “I don’t believe that for a minute.”
    “Believe it, sweetheart. If it means you
dying if I don’t, I can do almost anything.” He laid a hand on her cheek, his
touch firm and confident. “Let me take control and help you do what you need to
do. When you’re well again, I’ll gladly hand the reins back to you.”
    Matt bent over her and kissed her mouth,
something she hadn’t let him do for ages. Something he’d never done before
without asking her permission. “C’mon, let’s give it a shot.” Taking advantage
of her helplessness, he kissed her again, this time slipping his tongue between
her lips and slowly moving it in and out.
    She imagined him claiming her cunt that
way, only with his cock. It had been too long since she’d opened the hasp on
that padlock and watched his big cock come to instant, impressive erection.
    “How about it, Mistress? Are you up for
trying out a new game?” he murmured against her lips. “Do you have the guts to
let me be your Master for a while?”
    Did she? Could she? The last time she’d let
anybody tell her what to do, she’d been seventeen and still living with her
grandmother, shoveling down the biscuits and fatback as if there were no
tomorrow. Grandma’s words still rang in Keisha’s ears. Eat up, girl, you
don’t want to be one of them skinny minnies. Man wants a woman with some meat
on her bones.
    Damn it, Keisha had been feeling
lousy the past few months. She’d worried this morning that she wouldn’t be able
to make it down the long jetway and onto the plane to come home. And it