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absolutely clear about this?”
    And just like that, Dr. Aaron Harte’s cock
was so hard he could possibly have split wood with it.
    “Yes, Ma’am,” he breathed, the title
slipping from his lips easily and effortlessly.
    Tara smiled at him
approvingly.
    “Great.” She leant back, regarding him
closely. “Let’s talk about your limits. What about sex? Vaginal,
oral?” Okay, there went her plan not to have sex with
him.
    “Whatever pleases you,
Ma’am.”
    Well, his words pleased her tremendously.
She saw Jacks eyebrows wandering north, and decided to ignore
him.
    “Rough or slow?” she said calmly. Of
course she knew that this wasn’t for him to decide, but she wanted
to hear him voice his obedience.
    “Whatever you wish, Ma’am.” His voice
had a sexy, breathless hitch. She licked her lips.
    “ What about kissing? On the lips?
Wet kisses, french kisses - any objections?”
    “ No, Ma’am,” he whispered
hoarsely, “no objections.”
    He had never let a Domme kiss him before.
It had always felt too personal, too intimate; it led to a part he
reserved for himself, no matter how much it had irked the women
he’d been playing with.
    But he hadn’t lied. He had no objections
with her.
    She smiled at him, and his stomach got
warm and fuzzy. She was pleased.
    “ Good boy.” She said and he
shuddered with delight. How calm her voice was, how absolutely in
control. “What about your personal hygiene? Ever had an
enema?”
    He nodded.
    “Every night before I go to
bed.”
    Her eyes snapped open.
    “EVERY night?”
    “Yes,” he said with a soft, adoring
smile, “I like to be clean down there. I shower at least once,
often twice a day. And take meticulous care of all parts accessible
from the outside.”
    Her approving smile made his stomach feel
as if it did a little somersault. Her eyes were dangerous,
unearthly, breathtakingly beautiful. Damn, she was beautiful all
over, so quiet and composed, her authority palpable in every word,
every movement, every smile she stooped to throw his way. He’d
never felt that kind of instant enchantment. Why did he have to
wait until tomorrow, why couldn’t she take him to a theme room
right now and get started, testing his limits, finding out how much
he could truly take…
    Jack cleared his throat.
    “ Both your health sheets are up to date and
clean. Let’s talk about… other limits.”
    “ Uhm… yes,” Aaron looked at Tara
and tried to form at least a single coherent sentence, “nothing
that would do permanent damage. No piercings. No brandings. Nothing
that would draw blood. I accept punishment, but I’m not a
masochist. I play with fingering, pegging, and fisting because it
gives me physical pleasure. I’m more durable than most in this
area, which makes me able to enjoy practices other subs may find
unpleasant.”
    “ I like that,” she said, and her
gorgeous, hypnotic eyes made him dizzy. “Your pleasure will please
me far more than your pain. I promise I’ll draw the utmost ecstasy
from your body.”
    She had no idea why she was teasing
him, but it was too delicious to see his reaction, his shudders,
his eagerness to meet her wishes and expectations, his instant
obedience.
    When their eyes met again,
she saw a
shudder run through him. She knew he fought the urge to avert his
gaze immediately.
    “Forgive me, Ma’am,” he said, “I
should never dare to look at you without permission.”
    “ Don’t forget, Mr. Harte,” she
replied softly, fighting the urge to call him by a gentle
endearment, “you’re not a sub at the moment. But you’ll be a sub
tomorrow. Mine.”
    “ Yes, Ma’am, “ he breathed, “I can’t
wait.”
    “What’s your safe word, Mr. Harte?”
Tara asked.
    “It’s lemonade,” he answered and
smiled when she lifted a questioning eyebrow, “I’d never say that
in the throes of passion.”
    His voice did funny things to her. It made
her crave to take control. He looked so sweet, but he had the devil
in his eyes. And