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Obediently, Ruby kneels, watching as I retrieve a gift box from the antique Russian credenza. Soon, the caterer will arrive with full platters to serve on it, though only the kings and queens may enter, so I’ll meet them at the door.
For now, I planned this time alone with her.
“I bought this for you.” I open the box and present Ruby with a dainty, black collar, its gold chain leash very Chanel and chic. “Will you honor me by wearing it?”
“Yes, my king.” She lifts her hair as I wrap the leather around her neck, my cock aching for this.
I’ve never wanted a sub until I met Ruby. What was the point? Every woman submitted to me, but not her. That’s why this feels special, locking a collar around her throat. I finally have her trust, long after she claimed my heart.
“Now, bend over,” I command. “Rest your cheek on the platform.”
“But… but…” she stammers, complying, “you’re about to see my surprise for you.”
“My surprise?”
She lifts her navy skirt, revealing white lace panties, tied with ribbons over her hips. “They’re vibrating panties and?—”
“Vibrating panties?” I’ve died and gone to Dom heaven. “Mydirtygirl.”
“There’s a little bullet that goes in them and you hold the remote and?—”
“Fuck, Wildfire. You’re the one testingme.”
“No, my king. I wanted to show you how I can be good for you. How I’ll edge all night for you.”
“That makes two of us,” I mutter, kneeling behind her to untie her panties. “I’ll put them back on, but for now, I have another surprise for you.”
She giggles, all throaty and aroused. “This feels like kinky Christmas.”
“Exactly.” I give her ass a playful spank. “Now, reach around and holdmygift open. Let me stare at the pretty ass and cunt that belong to me.”
I love making her do this. I watch for minutes as she submits, swelling and glistening before my eyes. Her breath labored with lust, her will fighting to stay silent.
“You should see how good you look right now.” I finally praise, “Such a good girl, showing me her sweet ass, so let me give you this.” I circle my tongue over her tiny, puckered hole, making her gasp fall into a wanton moan. “This is how you’ve always wanted to be bad for me, isn’t it?”
“Yes, my king,” she sighs.
Using my spit, I tongue and tease, rubbing her clit, too, until she’s begging, “Axel, please. Do it now.”
“Hot, little brat.” I smirk, spanking her other cheek. “You’re not in charge. I am.” From the same box where I kept her collar, I raise a purple, crystal rose butt plug. “Now, look over your shoulder,” I order. “I want to watch your eyes while I prepare you to be a greedy little sub for me.”
“Yes, my king,” she sighs.
“This little bottle of lube?” I show her the tiny, palm-sized one I bought. “I’ll use it now and keep it in my pocket for later.”
“Later?”
“If you’re a good girl, I’ll fuck your ass tonight.”
Drizzling the lube, I mix it with my spit. She trembles as I tease and probe with the plug, confessing, “I wasn’t lying at the mountain cabin. This has always been my fantasy with you.” Slowly, I press the toy inside her and she moans while I demand, “When you wear my collar, you’ll let me dominate you any fucking way I want. Do you consent?”
“Yes, my king.”
I gaze at my gift, her beautiful, lewd purple rose, waiting to be opened later. I secure her panties and smooth her prim skirt down.
“Now, stand up and be my good girl. Prepare your pussy for me to control, too.”
“Yes, my king.”