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Monique bit her lip. “For you, Ms. Warner.”

She didn’t ask for much. Just for Helen to climb onto the bed, take off her clothes, and give it to her. Was that too much?This long game is killing me. “You think you’re ready, but have you thought about what a temptress you are? I think you’re doing all of this to keep me from going to my final meeting today.”

How many meetings did this woman have? Too many! Yet she proved capable of returning. Kept coming back, again and again, if only to taunt her.

“I’m sorry for tempting you, ma'am. I can’t control it.”

A blissful volley of pain shot through Monique as Helen smacked the side of her ass. “Find a way to control it. I forbid you from coming until I tell you to. Understand?”

“Yes, ma'am.”

“If you come before me today, I won’t forgive it.”

“Yes, ma'am.”

“Good. Close your eyes. I have a present for you for being so patient.”

The world went dark as Monique did as told. Helen rolled her over and gave Monique’s ass another light smack. A tiny whimper escaped Monique’s muffled lips. Helen must not have heard it, for she did not chastise her guest.

“Keep your eyes closed.”

Something warm dripped onto Monique’s rear.

It took her a bit to recognize what it was. Wet, slick, and heading right for where she puckered most. Is she…?Moniquewanted to open her eyes but did not dare. Not even when Helen closed a drawer next to Monique’s head and pressed something rigid against her ass.

“You know what this is?”

Before she could say anything, Monique’s body relaxed at the promise ofanyrelief.

“Of course you do. It’s a small one, don’t worry. I haven’t assumed anything.” The tip of the plug pushed slowly into Monique, stretching her tender body and making her whimper in both discomfort and pleasure. “You have such a lovely ass, Monique.” Helen rubbed it, those strokes opening her sub up a little wider as the plug slipped into her body.I haven’t done this in so long.Her body almost resisted it. Yet between the lube and her wetness, Monique would lose that battle if she chose to fight it. “One of these days I’ll have to take it for myself. Not today. This is fine for now, right?”

A sigh escaped her. The free hand she was allowed rested on her stomach, hips wiggling beneath Helen’s touch. “Yes, ma'am.”

“I have a very important job for you, Monique.” Helen stood and opened another drawer. Within moments, Monique had another piece of silk blindfolding her, and another bind bringing her free wrist up to her confined one. If that wasn’t maddening enough, Helen then pulled apart Monique’s legs and hogtied her calves to her thighs at an angle.

Monique felt like she was ready to be served to her conquering queen.

“Your job is to lie like this for a bit longer. From now on, you’re not just my princess, but my doll. When I’m down there talking to someone, I’ll be thinking of you up here, tied up like this and waiting for me to come take care of you. The best part will be knowing I can do whatever I want to you because you’ll be begging for me to put an end to your carnal misery.”

“Yes, ma'am.” Monique contracted around the plug, and it sent a wave of undeniable desire through her, striking her right in the loins. An inaudible gasp wracked her.

“What if I told you that you’re not to come while I’m gone? If you do, I won’t give you anything at all. You have to earn your reward. Now, I will ask if you understand, and after that, you’re not to say another word until I give you permission later. Do you understand all of this?”

“Yes, Ms. Warner.”

That was it. The last thing she was allowed to say.

Monique took that seriously. Even after Helen left, she didn’t say a word as she lay in bed, tied to herself and the furniture. It was uncomfortable, but only physically. She could think past the cramped muscles and the strained limits. After all, Helen was testing her as much as Monique was testing her. She wanted to know how far Helen could push her… and Monique wanted to know how she would react when she decided she had been pushed too far.

Not that she was anywhere near that. All she could think about was how much she couldn’t wait for this to end – in the best ways.

There was one problem. No matter how disciplined Monique was, there were a few things she had no control over. Like how the plug inside her was pushed farther in thanks to the weight of her body. Every time she slightly moved to relieve pressure in her legs, other parts of her moved, and suddenly she was taking deep, steady breaths to contain an orgasm. Because one threatened to claim her now.

Don’t do it… don’t do it…Helen had warned Monique that an orgasm would prevent her from getting what she wanted. And while she wanted some punishment, she didn’t want to be denied an intimate touch and the chance to share something so wonderful. If she were a Domme of her word – and that’s whatMonique wanted more than anything else – Helen would make good on her promise of leaving her partner to stew in her own needs if she couldn’t follow such a simple command.

Except Helen wanted to push her. She wanted to test Monique and see how well she obeyed. Helen Warner knew that Monique was a seasoned sub. That meant she knew how to practice mind over matter to play the long game.

Mind over matter was not working right now. Monique stared at the back of her blindfold, sucking in her breath every time the plug threatened to make ripples of pleasure tear through her. With her luck, Helen would walk back in during the moment. Yet the result would more likely be her coming back in after one, two orgasms, and sighing at her new girlfriend’s inability to follow the simplest of instructions.