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“Get undressed,” I say. He keeps a smirk on his face as he does what I told him to do.

“Now what, Kitten?”

“Sit on the end of the bed,” I tell him. He does, and him listening to my every command feels… powerful.

“My cute little Domme,” Calder says when he walks into the room. “Okay. First, I want you to set your expectations for Julian, and then you and I are going to talk.”

“I don’t know what to do,” I say.

“Okay. Do you want him to come?”

“Not until later,” I say. “When you are done with me, I’ll let him.”

“Okay. So, no touching himself. If he does, he gets punished.”

“Okay,” I smile at Julian. “Watch, but don’t touch me or yourself.”

“Yes, ma’am,” Julian says. He has an amused expression on his face but is content. He is comfortable with me leading because I am only doing what I want done, which gives him confidence that he won’t hurt me.

“Good girl. Now, get on your knees, Kitten,” Calder says.

I turn and sink down to my knees and sit back on my heels to look up at him. I am sitting up straight, which pushes my breasts out, and Calder’s eyes travel across my chest and settle between my thighs. I have them spread slightly, exposing myself, and he looks feral as he takes in every inch of my body.

“Okay. So, I have been thinking, and I think that you deserve to see everything I have to offer right away. This means I am going to push boundaries and maybe even make you call your safe word. It is very important that you communicate with me if you are uncomfortable.”

“Yes, sir,” I say softly.

“Any questions?”

“No, sir.”

Calder keeps his eyes on me as he takes his clothes off little by little. When he is naked and his cock is exposed, I lick my lips in anticipation. He steps closer to me before grabbing a fistful of my hair and pulling my head back. “Open up, Kitten. I want to see how pretty you choke,” Calder rumbles.

I open my mouth and extend my tongue. I peer up at him, and he looks feral as he guides his cock to the back of my throat. He keeps pushing deeper until my eyes water before drawing out.

“Color?”

“Green, sir,” I pant.

“Good girl. I am going to restrain your wrists, and you won’t be able to call it in the moment, but I will take frequent breaks to check in. Okay?”

“Thank you, sir,” I purr.

“Wrists.”

I offer my hands, and he crosses my wrists behind my head before shoving to the back of my throat. This time he starts violently fucking my mouth so hard and fast that I gag violently and instantly fight him. “Fuck, Kitten,” Calder grunts before pulling out of my mouth. “Color?”

“Green.”

He pushes deep again and resumes his damn near abusive thrusts. He goes for just long enough that I am nearly at my limit, but then he pulls out of my mouth and repeats, “Color?”

“Green,” I gasp.

He begins again and pushes me further. I have saliva all over my chin, neck, and chest. I look like a hot mess, but I love it so much. My pussy is aching to be abused like my throat is.

When he pulls out again, he yanks my head back and smiles at me. “Stand in front of Julian and put your hands on the bed beside him.”

“Yes, sir,” I pant. When I stand, he stops me and uses a towel to clean me up. “Thank you.”