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was
mandatory."
    "You
can show your gratitude later, kitten."
    His
eyes flashed and she drew in her breath. So sex on legs hot.
    "I
can? How?" she asked suspiciously. Somehow, she mistrusted the devilish
smile that played around his lips.
    "Tut-tut,
kitten, is that any question to ask your Dom?" Claudio waggled his finger.
"That's for me to say, and you to agree to or not. Now, woodshed?"
    "Oh yeah." Her tummy did a funny little
gurgle and her nipples peaked hard against her silk top. Claudio glanced at
them and smirked
    Smirked, dammit.
    "Think
about just what I might demand for my reward, kitten. How long have I
got?"
    She
stared at him. Got for what? At the rate her pussy muscles were doing their
press ups, about three seconds before she jumped him. Then she realized what he
meant. "Oh say half an hour?" If, as he said it would only take ten
minutes to warm through the meal, she could delay it, get her logs moved and
have a chance to admire his everything she was all for it. Her rumbling tummy
could wait.
    Claudio
narrowed his eyes and nodded. "I hope you don't over cook it,
kitten."
    Bugger. Outed.
    ****
    That
evening set the tone for the next week or so. Ten days later, all the logs were
stacked neatly undercover, and he'd even made a start on chopping kindling.
    "I'll
expect to sit in front of a roaring fire in the cold weather," Claudio
informed her when she protested he was doing too much. "And of course with
a nice warm room, you can be naked."
    She
had no answer to that except redden and clench her thighs to stem the gush of
arousal that flooded from her.
    He
laughed and flicked her nose with his pinkie.
    At
no time did he make a move on her, except for a kiss as he left, nor asked to
see the questionnaire he'd given her, let alone demand his reward, whatever it
was. She'd never spent so much time with a guy without him trying it on. It was
unnerving. Only the fire in his eyes when he looked at her reassured her he did
in fact want her. It also stopped her fucking up and jumping him.
    Seonagh
was twitchy, horny, and needed a new battery for Archie. He of course, had
whined, slowed and given up the ghost at some stupid time in the early hours of
the morning, mid play. Frustrated, and wet, Seonagh had resorted to the tried
and tested formula of fingers and thumbs, coupled with a deep dominating voice
in her head telling her what to do. In a sexy Greco-Italian
accent.
    It
kept her sane. Almost. Until, on a Sunday night, over
a week later, a week of chats, walks and a visit to the cinema, to see a retro
showing of Secretary, they sat in her garden enjoying the late afternoon
sunshine. It was her day off and they'd eaten a long leisurely lunch at the old
oak table Seonagh had sited under the apple trees. Then followed it up by a
walk in the forest, to wear off the lethargy the meal and sunshine created.
      Claudio looked over at her from his deckchair
under the trees.
    "Kitten?"
    He'd
used the pet name to address her, on and off, each time they met, but never in
such a commanding tone. Her cunt responded to it like a flower to the sun, her
senses unfurled, and her clit perked up.
    Damn,
I must stop giving my lady bits a mind of their own. She looked at him in query. "Sir?" That title slipped easily out of her mind
and into her voice.
    "Did
you look at the questionnaire I gave you?"
    She
nodded and then remembered one of the helpful hints on the Q and A sheet at the
end of his list. Always vocalize. "Yes,
Sir."
    "Good."
He smiled, stood up and stretched his arms high over his head. "Ah that's
better. I must start running again. Time has got away from me."
    "You
need to run after it?"
    "Clever,"
he said admiringly. "But no. However, I feel perhaps I need to run after
you?"
    "Me?"
Seonagh was genuinely surprised and knew her voice showed it. "Why?"
    Claudio
held out his hand to her. She took it and let him haul her to her feet. He
didn't draw her closer but neither did he let go of her hand. His palm was warm
in hers, and