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“Yes.” He pulled one cup of her bra down, forcing her breast out high and tight. When his tongue stroked over her nipple, she gasped.

She was truly pinned, her entire body at his mercy.

Her nipple pebbled under his attention, and she had to grit her teeth to keep from begging.

“You need to be humbled.”

“Wha…?” What was he talking about?

“I’ve been lax as a Dom, letting you get away with way too much.” He sucked her nipple into his mouth and flicked his tongue over the tip until she writhed. “Please…”

Mason released her with a pop. “Please what?”

“Please let me come.” She moaned louder.

“Please let me come, what?” He grabbed her chin again and forced her to meet his gaze.

Jenna swallowed. Oh. Shit. “Sir,” she whispered.

“That’s what I thought. And I’ll be happy to let you come, as soon as I’m convinced you’re able to remember your role without coaching.”

She swallowed again. He drove her crazy. A tight ball formed low in her belly, needing release. His stiff cock remained nestled at her entrance, but it wasn’t enough through the material of her jeans and his.

“I’m going to release you now, and I want you to keep your gaze down, go straight to the bedroom, remove everything, and climb onto the bed to lie spread eagle in the center. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir.” Her voice was so soft, even she barely heard herself.

Mason stood, though she noticed he grimaced doing so. Good. If he was in as much torment as her, maybe he would speed this process up.

And maybe you can help by remembering to obey his commands and answer appropriately.

Without hesitation, Jenna did his bidding, padding to the bedroom without even tucking her exposed breast back into her bra. He hadn’t said she could. She dropped her jeans with shaky hands, tugging her panties down with them. She popped the clasp of her bra and dropped it on the floor with her jeans. Seconds later, she lay sprawled on the bed.

Mason had watched her, his gaze boring into her as she worked. “Good job, baby.” He grabbed the bag he always took to Extreme from the closet and unzipped it, the noise so loud in the silent room, she flinched.

Without saying a word, Mason attached Velcro cuffs to her ankles and wrists and tugged them to each corner of the bed until she lay completely exposed and at his mercy.

“What do you say, Jenna?”

“Thank you, Sir. Thank you for reminding me of my place.”

“Good girl.”

He rustled in the bag again and then climbed between her legs and set several items she couldn’t see on the bed beside him.

Jenna was so wet, she thought she might come before he touched her. A trail of moisture ran down from her pussy to her ass. Her breathing increased as he stared at her.

“You’re so horny. I can smell it.”

“Yes, Sir,” she mumbled.

“Who’s in charge this afternoon?”

“You are, Sir.”

“Who decides when you come, Jenna?”

“You do, Sir.”

Mason lifted one hand and gave her pussy a quick spank, shocking her and nearly making her come before he got started. “Thought that would get your attention.”

Still shocked, she held her breath.

“Fight it, Jenna. Don’t come.” He stroked her thighs and then pulled her lower lips apart, exposing her pussy to his view. “I love how smooth and pink you are.” He caressed her outer lips with one finger. “And wet. So wet.” He dipped that finger inside her, pushing in as far as he could before drawing it back out and lifting it to his lips. “Mmm.”

Jenna’s vision blurred. She fought hard. Harder than ever.

“And these…” Mason smoothed his hands up her body until he cradled her breasts. “I love how they lift when your arms are above your head.” He tapped her nipples until they stiffened further.

Jenna sucked in a sharp breath and then panted. It was difficult to remain still.

When Mason pinched both nipples at once, she bucked, unable to control the reaction.

Mason released her immediately and sat back. “Uh-uh.” He shook his head. “Unless you want me to add a strap across your chest and another one across your hips, I suggest you find a way to obey my words and stay still.”

Jenna nodded. She was past speech.

“Since I only have two hands, and I can’t very well give both your nipples and your pussy the attention they deserve at the same time, I’m going to enlist the help of modern technology.” He reached for something by his side.

Jenna groaned. If he put a vibrator in her while he played with her boobs, she was doomed.

What met her gaze was so much worse than that, though.