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Please, Mistress, please let me come home.
Gentry bowed his head even lower, fearful of rejection. He d met
Antony in the foyer downstairs, and it was his best friend s suggestion
for him to make his appeal in this fashion.
As the seconds stretched out, Gentry began to worry. Had he
blown his chances by leaving? Closing his eyes, he took a deep
breath, then released it on a sigh. He would get through this. He d just
have to call his boss and apologize for calling him a tight-fisted prick
with no heart or imagination. It would take some groveling, but he
could get his job back. If not, there were always other jobs for
carpenters. Since he hadn t told his apartment manager he d moved
out, that was no problem. He d just move back in again.
Look at me, Gentry. Jenna s tone was soft and controlled but
missing the thread of power it held when she was in Domme mode.
He blinked several times before lifting his gaze to hers.
Are you sure?
Yes, Mistress. I knew it as I drove away but fought the feeling.
By the time I finished the laundry, I knew for certain my place is here,
with you and Antony. I love you, Mistress. Please don t send me
away. He knew he was begging but couldn t stop himself.
Stand up.
Gentry moved easily, though his muscles were sore from packing
and moving everything he owned after all the sex they d shared over
the past forty-eight hours. As soon as he was on his feet, he found
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himself holding an armful of quivering woman.
I was going to give you until tomorrow night to think. Then we
were coming for you to demand you return. Antony even started
working on a speech. What about your job?
Um, well, about that. I don t have one. I called my boss and
asked for a month off, but he refused. So I quit. Gentry bent his
knees so he could wrap his forearms under her ass. He straightened,
lifting her easily into his arms. I thought, if it was okay with you, I
could try my hand at making custom sex furniture. Once we finished
my training, that is.
His fear dissipated like early morning dew in the sun when
Mistress smiled in approval. I think that s a wonderful idea. Where
are your clothes?
She wrapped her arms and legs around him, then shifted higher,
her clit riding up his steel-hard shaft. With a shift of her hips, the head
of his cock eased inside her entrance. They both sighed as he lowered
her until she held him fully within her warm, wet cunt. After kicking
the front door closed, he carried her farther into the apartment. He
walked slowly across the living room, each step moving her on his
cock. That combined with her relaxing and contracting around his
shaft made it hard to answer her question.
In the elevator. Antony said he d bring them in when he got
back. Where did he go, anyway?
Chinese food. Go to the bedroom.
Whatever you wish, Mistress. Whatever will make you happy.
Once inside the bedroom, Gentry stopped. Where? he panted.
Anywhere I can get you. For now, sit on the bed. We need to
talk.
Gentry moved to the bed and sat, fighting back the groan that built
from having this woman wrapped around him. Once they were both
comfortable, his hands went to her hips.
Mistress shook her head and held herself firmly in position, their
pelvis bones pressed together. No, babe. We re talking now, not
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fucking.
Gentry sighed. Yes, Mistress. He turned his head to look across
the room, hoping she wouldn t see his disappointment.
Eyes on me, babe, she said softly as she caressed his cheek with
her palm.
His eyes went to hers, and he saw love, joy, and fear in her Coke-
bottle-green eyes. She was scared? Of what?
Mistress? He ran a hand up her spine and wrapped his fingers
around the back of her neck.
This is a special moment, but I need to tell you some things. First
of all, while I will collar you, it will not be a locked collar. Not yet.
We re taking this slow and easy, in baby steps. Later, when we both
feel there is sufficient trust between us, then, and only then, will the
collar be locked in place.
Gentry nodded his understanding and remained silent.
These next few weeks will be a learning period for all of us.
You ve never been a slave before. I ve never had two men at my
disposal before. Antony has never had to share my attentions. It will
take patience and communication on all our parts for this to work.
Gentry nodded again. Communication is key, he whispered.
Yes, it is. That being said, I want you to know that I am truly
honored. To put yourself under my control is a beautiful gift. I
welcome you into my house, my bed, and my heart, she smiled, but
if I ever find you messing around with anyone else without
permission, it s over. You ll be on the street in whatever you are, or
more likely are not, wearing. Do you understand?
Yes, Mistress, I understand. And thank you. I ll try not to
disappoint you.
Jenna leaned in and licked up his face from chin to the tip of his
nose, which she then kissed. Oh, you ll mess up on occasion, but
that s what training is for. All I hope is that you try hard and learn
from your mistakes.
Gentry grinned. I can do that. I ve always been a fast learner.
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Good. Now fuck me, babe. Her voice grew stronger, and the joy
shifted to a look of sexual power that sent a shivery thrill through
Gentry.
Do you wish to ride me, Mistress?
No, I wish for you to fuck me however you wish.
Mistress?
Consider this a reward for coming to your senses and returning
home where you belong. If you d made me come after you, I would
be imposing punishment and not a reward.
Gentry nodded.
Lifting her off of his now throbbing cock he pointed to the head of
the bed. On your back, limbs spread, he said, his voice hoarse.
When she turned to crawl up the bed, he smacked her left ass cheek.
She glanced over her shoulder, one eyebrow cocked higher than
the other. Don t push it, babe. You don t want to earn yourself a
punishment instead, do you?
Gentry froze. No, Mistress. I m sorry.
Just remember. I give punishment, I don t take it. She settled on
the bed and gracefully spread her arms and legs.
Absolutely, Mistress.
Gentry crawled up between her legs, kissing the shapely limbs as
he went. First one ankle, then the opposite calf, back and forth. He
worked his way to her thighs where he began to trace circles with his
tongue.
Mistress moaned in appreciation as he closed in on her wet, hot
apex. Oh, yeah, she breathed as his tongue brushed over her open,
wet entrance, then higher between her puffy lips to cover her clit.
Gentry took his time playing. Though this was his reward, his
pleasure came from making sure Mistress was fully engaged and
happy. He continued playing until her entire body began to quiver.
Though a few hours before he d thought he would not be able to get
hard for days, his cock throbbed in time with his sped up heartbeat.
All at once they were both too close to the edge.
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Needing a minute to regain control, he shifted higher and laid his
cheek on her belly. Her skin felt so soft against his. He thought she
murmured a protest but could not discern her words. When he was
able to continue without fear of shooting off in the next five seconds,
he lifted his head. Glancing up, he found her eyes closed and her
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