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something was different lately. She was beginning to feel like maybe he’d established some impossible standard for her that she could never meet or when she came close, he raised it even higher. Nothing she did seemed to satisfy him anymore. In the beginning, he lavished her with regular praise and prizes for her diligent service. These days, he barely uttered “Thank you” or “Good girl” when she provided him with good service, and it left her questioning herself and whether or not she was cut out to be a good submissive. She just wanted him to be happy with her.
    This evening, however, he seemed to be in a different place, reminiscent of their earlier days. She couldn’t stop smiling if she wanted to; this was what she needed.
    “Luna?!” he called out, summoning her.
    “Coming, Sir!!” she responded, making her way to the dining room, having fully disrobed of her work clothes.
    Rule #4: You will wear no clothing while in this house unless it’s that time of the month. You can wear panties then. You may also wear an apron when cooking.
    “Do you need help with anything, Sir?”
    “Not at all. I got you,” he said with a wink. “Baby, I know you’ve been working so hard lately and I know I haven’t been the most attentive. It’s just that the whole Junior situation has had me completely stressed out, yanno?” She nodded, understanding the weight he must be bearing since his older brother, Damon Jr., was arrested for armed robbery earlier that month.  His bail was set higher than their family could afford to post, so his brother was set to remain in jail until his trial began. No date was set yet, so their family was anxiously awaiting more information and trying to hold everything together in the interim.
    “Just let me take care of you again, for once,” he said, looking tenderly into her eyes. She sympathetically met his gaze and smiled. She reached and caressed his arm.
    “I appreciate it, Sir, thank you,” she said before digging into her food.
    They enjoyed great conversation while eating. She updated him on some of her projects at work and he updated her about the progress with Junior, as well as some new contracts he’d secured. He owned a small construction business which was picking up more business in recent months.  His guys did amazing work and word of mouth was extremely positive, so he was beginning to reap the rewards of that with securing several new contracts that would carry him through the next 18 months at least. When they first met, he was still struggling with simply breaking even, but she recognized his potential and was drawn to his ambition and his drive. She’d given him a small loan early on, against her usual judgment and practice, but she had faith in him. He paid it back with interest within a year and he often remarked on how essential she’d been to his business developing into what it was now. She was quite proud of him, as he was of her.
    “It’s funny you mention Lisa being pregnant…” he began. He put his fork down and looked across the table into her eyes again, his own growing darker. She knew this look, had seen it many times over the years. He was hungry, for her, and was about to feast.
    “Stand up.”
    Nicole stood up immediately. His voice changed. She knew where they were, in this moment.
“Come here.”
    She walked over to where he sat still in his chair. He backed it up a bit and turned his body so that he was facing her. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, his arousal making its presence well known.
    “Down.”
     She immediately fell to her knees and bowed her head. He first trailed his finger along her temple, and then wove his finger into her hair, grabbing a tight handful when his hand reached the back. He jerked her head up and stared down at her.
     “Open up.”
    She opened her mouth and he swiftly pulled her head towards him until he was nestled deeply in her throat and her lips grazed his freshly shaved pubic area. He