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laughed then slipped down to his knees. He released one of the nipple clamps and she tensed at the sharp sensation that burst through her tender nub, but he immediately covered it with his mouth. The intensity of the pleasure as he suckled caused her to gasp. He licked and sucked until she was filled with an agony of pleasure.
    Then he kissed down her belly to her mound. When his tongue found her clit and he teased it, she leaned back on the couch, ready for the release she had been yearning for.
    But after a few sweeps of his tongue, he leaned back and replaced the clamp on her nipple, then stood up.
    “Let’s go get some dinner.”
    She frowned. “Mason, wait.”
    He arched an eyebrow. “Are you refusing me?”
    “No, Sir. I just … want to understand.”
    He sat down on the chair facing her and leaned forward. “That’s fair.”
    “Why are you doing this? Tormenting me like this? I mean, I knew you were going to order me to do things, and I will gladly do them. But I thought we’d be together … have sex. That I’d please you and … you know … that … well, that we’d find pleasure together.”
    “You want me to fuck you, but this is about you learning discipline and following orders.”
    “And being punished?”
    “Yes, and we’ve hardly done any of that.”
    She frowned and pointed at a nipple clamp. “What about these?”
    His eyebrow arched again. “Really? You think that’s a punishment?”
    Ever since they’d started talking about her submitting to him, Mason had grown increasingly distant. But she’d thought they had started closing that distance just a little. Yet now the gap between them seemed to grow to a deep chasm.
    “If you think that’s a punishment, you really understand nothing. I want you to get a true idea of what I need, yet what I’ve shown you today barely scratches the surface. These…” He tugged on the chain attached to her nipple clamps, making her gasp. “These are for pleasure.”
    “But they hurt,” she protested.
    “Do they really?” He grasped one clamp and adjusted the tiny ring.
    She sucked in a breath at the increased pressure.
    “Maybe that hurts.” He squeezed it tighter still, making her eyes water at the painful sensation. “Does it?”
    She nodded.
    His lips compressed. “Do you want me to loosen it?”
    She sucked in a breath, but shook her head. She would show him. A little pain wouldn’t scare her away. If he was trying to drive her away before the end of the trial period, he’d have to do better than this.
    Then she felt the other nipple clamp tightened and she fought back the tears welling in her eyes.
    “You wouldn’t want them unbalanced, would you?”
    “No, Sir.”
    He leaned back in the chair. “Look, Dana, I’m just showing you what it would be like. I’m used to women who like this kind of thing. I meant it when I said this would be nothing to my current subs. Fuck, you wouldn’t believe what some of them want.”
    “Like what?”
    “You really want to know?”
    When she nodded, he grabbed her hand, led her across the living room to his den, and sat her down in front of his computer. He rolled up another chair and opened his browser. He pulled up an image of a woman’s backside with dark red welts across it.
    “I have one sub who wants me to hit her so hard that it will scar.”
    Dana stared at the picture in disbelief. How could anyone actually want that?
    Then he brought up another picture, of a woman with a rope coiled intricately around her body, holding her tightly bound. But what drew Dana’s attention … what she couldn’t drag her gaze away from … were her breasts.
    “One sub wanted to be bound so tight … Well, you can see.”
    The rope was wound so tightly around her breasts that they were deep purple.
    “She really wanted that?”
    He shrugged. “Everyone has their own needs.” He shook his head. “I didn’t have a taste for it, though, so I ended it with her.”
    She was relieved to know