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seconds and said, “touch me .”
    “My hand is on you, Cassie.”
    “I mean, my…” She sighed. “You have me so horny and you aren’t doing anything about it!”
    Ah . He smiled and asked, “You want something in your beautiful pussy? Is that what you’re beating around the bush trying to ask?”
    Her voice was so small, so meek, as she practically squeaked, “Please?”
    Squatting behind her, his face mere inches from her slit, he ran a finger down the center of the backs of her thighs from ass to knee.
    “What do you want in your pussy, Cassie?”
    “I don’t know.”
    “You’re going to have to think of something.”
    “I thought you were the one making the rules?”
    He chuckled. “Yes, and I’ve decided you need to tell me what you want in your pussy.”
    Frisco waited her out, and after several long moments, she said, “I can’t. Please don’t make me.”
    “I’m not making you do anything.”
    “Yes, you want me to tell you what to use, but I can’t.” Her voice broke as she spoke fast, as if she had to get it out before she lost her nerve. “If I don’t, you won’t use anything, and I’ll just die if you make me put my clothes on and nothing else happens.”
    Shit . He was supposed to be taking care of her. What the hell was wrong with him?
    “Okay, let’s try it another way. Would you like me to put my fingers in you?”
    “Umm, okay?”
    Something made him push. She wanted the full experience.
    “Yes or no, Cassie.” He wouldn’t make her ask with all the right words, but she needed to tell him she wanted it.
    “Yes.”
    Frisco’s cock sprang the rest of the way to life as his pointer finger sank into her warmth.
    Women were for loving, holding, and caressing. Their soft curves and sweet voices begged to be made love to.
    And Cassie’s body begged, even if she couldn’t vocalize it.
    Her hips twisted and moved as much as possible around the metal rod she leaned over. She adjusted her hands up her legs a few inches and he pulled his finger out.
    She moaned, seemed to figure out why he’d stopped, and moved her hands back to her ankles.
    “Good girl,” he said, his voice soft enough he wasn’t sure she heard. He slid his finger back in, pumped a few times, and asked, “Is this what you want?”
    “It’s a start.”
    He chuckled and added another finger. He didn’t intend to punish her, ever , so he’d need to teach with positive reinforcement. She told him something so she’d get another finger.
    “Oh, my gosh!” she gasped. “This isn’t, this isn’t possible!”
    She didn’t seem to be in distress so he didn’t stop. “What isn’t possible, Cassie?”
    “I’m…I’m…I’m going to…” She screamed, her body jerked, and her already tight little pussy constricted deliciously around his fingers before she had a full-body-orgasm.
    He fucked her pussy with his fingers and didn’t let her spasms completely back off, but kept working her up, again and again, until she begged for respite.
    As soon as she came down, he stood her up and walked her towards the bed. She reached to remove the blindfold but he needed some answers and she’d probably respond better if she couldn’t see him.
    “No, the blindfold stays. If you trust someone to put a leash on you then you should trust them to walk you across the room blindfolded. I won’t let you get hurt; we’re headed to the bed. Come on, Cassie. One foot in front of the other.”
    The first steps were super slow, but then she gained confidence and walked, trusting him. Yeah, she was a natural, and he’d need to be sure he taught her submission didn’t equal being a doormat before he found a suitable Master for her.
    Because he just didn’t do this with girls.
    He stretched her out on her stomach and started massaging her neck and shoulders. “What did you think wasn’t possible, Cassie?”
    “I thought I was about to come, and…”
    He gave her a few seconds before prompting, “And?”
    “I don’t