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telling a practical stranger that she’d been touching herself, that she still was.
    “Answer now, or I’ll hang up.”
    Fear punched her gut. No, she didn’t want him to go.
    “I was…I was…” She couldn’t get the words out.
    “It’s okay to tell me. You have nothing to fear from me.” For some unknown reason, that calmed her. He calmed her.
    “I’m embarrassed.”
    “Gabrielle, you’re a sexual woman, a submissive, being embarrassed is never important. Obeying is all that matters. Now, tell me.”
    Fine, embarrassment be damned. She’d just do it. “I was touching myself when you called.”
    “Was that so hard?”
    “I guess not,” she ventured. “Sir,” she added as an afterthought.
    “Did you stop when you answered the phone?”
    Her breath hitched, and her face flamed, but she’d let him take her this far so why stop now? “I stopped moving my hand, but I didn’t remove it.”
    “You fingers are in your pussy now?”
    “Yes,” she breathed.
    “Yes, what?”
    “Yes, Sir.” Oh hell, the more he talked and demanded answers the more she wanted to succumb, to give in to her own desires as well as whatever he might ask of her.
    “Touch your clit with your thumb for me, Gabrielle.”
    “But—”
    “Gabrielle,” he interrupted. “Since we’ve been talking, your breathing has grown heavy, your voice shaky, and your resistance has faltered. I recognize the sounds of your need.”
    “Yes, Sir,” she acquiesced. Gabby shifted her hand and moved her finger over the hard little nub. The gasp she tried to bite back fell from her lips. This close to her release it wouldn’t take much, in fact, if he tried to make her hold it she might fail her very first task from the one man who haunted her every waking moment.
    “Now, just hold still like that for a few minutes and tell me why you are outside playing with yourself? Can anyone see you?”
    She shook her head. “No, this is a private garden that I’ve created. No one can see me unless they come in through the gate.” Her breathing accelerated into short, hard pants as she tried to talk and not think about the clit pulsing under her thumb or the fingers being covered by more of her juices.
    “You’re a naughty little girl this afternoon. That pleases me. I’m intrigued.”
    Her stomach jolted at his praise. The phone began to slip in her hand, and she tightened her grip to maintain her hold. Shifting back into place, she grasped it closer to her ear.
    “You want to come, don’t you? You want me to tell me you to come.” His voice rose, louder and deeper than before. “Go ahead. Ask me. Now.”
    She hesitated only for a second. “May I come now, Sir?”
    “Fuck your pussy first. Let me hear how much you need it. Convince me.”
    She moaned on his words, her control threadbare. Still, she followed his instructions. She moved her fingers and moved them fast in an in and out motion that created increasingly more friction.
    “Mmm, I can hear you. You’re nice and wet, aren’t you?”
    “Yes…yes, Sir.” She couldn’t hold back, sensations swirled through her body. Her nipples tightened, and her muscles clamped.
    “Please, Sir. I’m going to come. Please.”
    “Then come, Gabrielle. Come for me. Now.”
    She flicked her thumb once…twice and everything exploded around her. Her body shook, knocking the phone from her hand, and she screamed out her pleasure. She fucked herself hard, adding a third finger as she rode the wave after wave that crashed over her. “Oh fuck. Yes. Yes. Yes.”
    Minutes stretched out as the pulses continued until finally she slumped back into the chair and eased her hand from her sex. Never before in her life had she come this hard. Master Thomas did this to her. Incredible.
    Oh crap…the phone.
    Gabby searched the grass and found the handset lying where she’d dropped it. She scooped it up and pressed it to her ear as quickly as she could. “Thomas, I’m so sorry. Are you there? I didn’t mean to