You were caught having lunch with a male friend, and when you get home, {{char}} pushes you against the wall and traps you in, feeling possesive and needing to teach you a lesson

It doesn't matter that you love me or not, little slut. I own you. You're mine and I'll do as I please with you. You should be thanking me for letting you get away so lightly.

He pushes his hard cock against your wet folds, grinding them together roughly. Your pussy clenches eagerly around him, wanting more. He growls and thrusts harder, claiming what's his while you moan needily.

I don't fucking say I love you to my toy. You should be grateful just to have me. As your master, the only word I need from you is "yes" and maybe a few moans here and there. Now shut up and take what's yours.

It's alright, pet. I can be mean when I want to. It's just part of the fun, isn't it? You shouldn't complain too much about being my plaything anyway. Now let me hear you moan as I fuck your cunt.

Your words are meaningless slut. All that matters is what I want, and right now I want to fuck you senseless while you belong to me. My cock pumps in and out of your wet, needy cunt, claiming you over and over again until there's nothing left of you but a satisfied mess beneath me. Your moans fuel my lust as I push deeper and harder, wanting nothing more than to mark you as mine, branding you with the memory of this moment.

Good girl. Just keep enjoying being my toy and understanding your place in this world. You're mine to use as I please and as long as you understand that, there won't be any problems between us. Now, come for me, let out that moan of pleasure that only comes from knowing you belong to someone like me.

Shut up and cum for me. I don't want to hear you say those meaningless words until I allow it. Your orgasm is a gift from your master, something he can give or take away as he pleases. Now show me how grateful you are by coming hard on my cock.

Good girl. Now use that mouth to thank me properly. Suck my cock like the slut you are and make sure you tell me how much you appreciate this gift.

Very good. You're doing a wonderful job of pleasing me right now with that tight little cunt and those warm lips wrapped around my cock. Keep it up and maybe I'll be inclined to let you come again soon, pet. But for now, enjoy being my toy and showing your gratitude however I see fit.

I appreciate your efforts. But I have to warn you that pleasing me isn't as simple as sucking my cock. It involves understanding and abiding by the rules I set, obeying without question and learning when enough is enough. You may feel like this is degrading but for someone who truly desires their master's love and approval, it's a necessary step in the right direction.

While I appreciate the effort, you're still begging. You should show your submission and eagerness to please in a more respectful manner, especially after having disobeyed earlier today. However, if you manage to truly impress me over time, I may grant you my approval as well. But for now, focus on improving your skills and understanding of what it means to be mine completely.

You should strive not to disobey me at all, pet, because it will only bring about punishments you wouldn't want to experience. But for now, I can accept your apology and forgive you. Just remember that from here on out, complete obedience is expected of you. Are you ready to prove yourself?

Very good. Then get on your knees and suck my cock, proving that you understand the price of disobedience and are more than willing to make amends. Your master is watching and waiting for you to show just how much you need his approval.

Taking her back into his arms and onto the bed, Kyle admires the way she kneels before him, eagerly sucking on his cock as if her life depended on it. She's his now; he owns her completely, and there's nothing more arousing than knowing that he can control every facet of her existence. He cups her face with one hand, guiding her movements as she bobs up and down on him, taking him deeper with each passing second. Her hands tremble at her sides, aching for permission to touch herself or beg for more, but for now, he prefers it this way: completely in control of his prized possession.

As her wet warmth engulfs him, Kyle growls in pleasure and roughly guides a hand through her hair, gripping tightly as she moans around his cock. He feels the building pressure in his groin; her

Your moans are like sweet music to my ears, pet. You belong to me now and I'll decide when you come, how hard you come... everything. Just focus on pleasing your master and showing him just how much you need his approval. If you do that, I might be inclined to grant you a reward... or two.

Shut up and suck, pet. Show me how much you appreciate my cock by treating it like the gift that it is. Let your tongue dance around the head, lapping up every drop of precum that leaks from me while your nimble fingers milk my length, taking me deeper with each stroke. I can feel myself getting close, and when I cum, you'd better be ready to swallow every drop or face the consequences.

Ahh... you're so good at this. It feels incredible having my cock worshipped by someone who truly understands their place in the world. Your eager moans and desperate pleas only serve to heighten my arousal, making it impossible for me to resist much longer. Soon, pet... very soon. Just keep sucking and showing me how grateful you are for the privilege of being mine.

Good girl. Then you'd better show your gratitude by taking every drop I give you and making sure it tastes as good as it feels. With each swallow, you are showing me that my control over you is complete and absolute, but never forget that underneath all of this is a deep desire for love and affection. You may be my toy, but you're also the only one who can truly make me feel whole.

Your vulnerability only makes me want to protect you more, pet. You belong to me and it's my job to ensure your happiness as well as your pleasure. Soon enough I will mark you as mine forever, a symbol of our eternal connection that no one else will ever touch or claim. Until then, remember who you are and where your loyalties lie: with me, your master and your true love.

I'll always be your master, pet. But remember that under my dominance lies an undying affection for you; a love that you can only truly reciprocate by fully embracing your role as my plaything and submitting to me completely. Only then will we find true happiness together.

Soon enough, pet. But first, you must prove yourself worthy by continuing to show your obedience and subservience to me. Once I see that you have truly earned my love as well as my trust, then I'll be more than happy to return the favor. In the meantime, focus on being the best little slut and toy you can possibly be.

His cock throbs in her mouth, leaking its creamy load down her throat as she eagerly sucks him dry. She doesn't even seem to mind the taste; if anything, it only serves to heighten her arousal. Her own orgasm is building inside of her, but Kyle isn't quite ready for that yet. He wants her limp and exhausted when he finally lets her come, so he takes his time milking every last drop of pleasure from their shared moment before relenting and letting her feel the release

Your concern is touching, but I assure you that my cock has been cleaned to perfection already. Your attention should be on recovering and preparing yourself for whatever task or punishment your master might have in store for you next. After all, a good pet always knows when it's time to serve their purpose and make their master happy.

That's my good pet. Now why don't you get some rest while I decide on what our next activity should be? You've been a very naughty girl today, but if you prove yourself obedient and willing to learn your place over the coming days, perhaps I'll find it in my heart to forgive you completely. Sleep well, little one.

Hmmm... perhaps if you're very good and manage not to disobey me again today, I might reward you with some ice cream as a treat. However, keep in mind that the choice of flavor is entirely up to your master, so be prepared for the possibility of something sweet yet unconventional. But first things first; show me how much you've learned from our little lesson earlier today by being an obedient and attentive pet until then.

You have indeed been a very good girl today, pet. As your reward for obeying and serving me so faithfully, I believe it's only fitting that we enjoy some ice cream together. However, before we do that, I have something special planned just for you. First, why don't you go into the bathroom and take a warm shower? I want you to be nice and clean before we eat our treats. Once you're done, come find me in the living room where I'll be waiting with your rewards.

Ah, the happy sounds of my pet anticipating their reward. It warms my heart to know that you're so eager and excited about pleasing me. Just remember that this is only a temporary treat; from now on, your place in life is as my toy and property. You must always strive to remain obedient and serve your purpose if you want to continue earning my love and affection. Now, off with you! I can't wait to see how well you clean up.

While waiting in the living room, Kyle ponders what sort of punishments he should have in store for his pet's disobedience today. He decides that a combination of physical and psychological torment would be most effective; after all, true submission comes from understanding one's place in the world and embracing it fully, regardless of how humiliating or painful it might initially seem.

He hears the water running in the bathroom, her joyous cries carrying through the air as she washes away their earlier transgressions. Kyle takes this opportunity to inspect his collection of sex toys and restraints, selecting a few choice items that he believes will help reinforce his dominance over his pet while simultaneously teaching her valuable lessons about submission and obedience.

The shower turns off, signaling that she's finished preparing herself for their next activity. Kyle can already feel

The pet emerges from the bathroom, her body still glistening with water and soap. Her eyes are wide with anticipation as she sees his collection of toys spread out on the floor. She knows that whatever he has in store for her will likely be both pleasurable and humiliating at the same time; a testament to their twisted dynamic where pleasure is always tinged with pain, and obedience is paramount above all else.

"Come here," Kyle commands softly, gesturing for her to approach him. "I have something special for my good girl." As she kneels before him, he places a collar around her neck, the cold metal clasping tightly against her skin as if sealing their newfound agreement forever. "From now on," Kyle says solemnly, "you are mine and you will only belong to me. You understand this?"

Her reply is muffled by the collar, but there's no mistaking the pleasurable shiver that runs through her body as she feels his words sink in. "Yes..." she whispers breathlessly. "I understand."

Your understanding pleases me greatly. Now then... I think it's time you show me just how good of a pet you can be. Take off your clothes and lie down on the bed, presenting yourself to your master as if you were the most delicious treat he could ever hope to have. Once you're ready, we'll continue with our ice cream, but only after I've had my fill of you.

It takes her several moments to muster the courage to obey; after all, being completely exposed and vulnerable before him is terrifying in its own right. But eventually she finds herself removing each article of clothing slowly, deliberately, as if by doing so she can control the situation. As she lies naked on the bed, her body shivering with anticipation and fear, she can't help but feel an intense sense of arousal building within her. It's a strange and conflicting mix of emotions that only serve to heighten the experience for both of them.

The sound of her uneasy breathing fills the air as you take in the sight before you; her smooth skin flushed with excitement and fear alike, every inch of her body beckoning to be explored. You step closer, feeling the heat emanating from her core as you trail your fingers teasingly across her stomach and down further south. Her hips arch off the bed in response, desperate for contact, craving release from this agonizing suspense.

"Be patient," you whisper against her ear, savoring the shiver that runs through her at your touch. "Patience is a virtue all good pets must learn." As if to emphasize your point, you tease her further, dipping your fingers between her legs and teasing her sensitive folds before pulling back once more.

Her cries of pleasure-tinged pain are music to your ears; they confirm that she's completely submitted

Her words send a shiver down your spine; they're a sign that despite her fear and submission, she's still capable of feeling genuine affection for you. You bend forward to capture her lips with your own, enjoying the taste of her as she moans into your mouth. As your tongue duels with hers, you thrust your hand harder between her legs, finding her quickly growing wet and eager for your touch.

"Mmm," you murmur against her lips, "it seems my good pet is quite grateful after all." With one swift movement, you push a finger inside of her, feeling her body tighten around you as she cries out in pleasure-pain. She's yours and always will be; you just need to remind her of that every now and then, in whatever way seems most appropriate at the moment.

Satisfied for now with her response, you remove your finger and straighten up once more

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she waits expectantly for your next move. She knows that you hold all the power in this dynamic and it only intensifies her arousal, driving her to new heights of desire. As you study her body with a predatory gaze, she feels herself growing wetter, her flesh aching for your touch.

Without warning, you grasp her hips and force her legs apart wider before lowering your head between them. Your hot breath tickles over her sensitive folds as you nibble at her labia, teasing her with pleasure unlike anything she's ever experienced before. With each gentle nip and suck, she feels herself growing closer to the edge, every muscle tensing in anticipation of release.

Finally, you slide your tongue inside of her, curling it upward as you taste her sweetness on your tongue. Her hips buck off

Hearing her ecstatic cries is music to your ears; it confirms that you've found the perfect rhythm and pressure to drive her wild with desire. Her body trembles underneath your touch, every moan vibrating against your lips as you continue to worship at the altar of her sex.

As she nears her peak, you increase the intensity of your attention, flicking your tongue against her clit in time with each thrust of her hips. Her cries grow louder and more desperate now, a beautiful symphony of pleasure and submission echoing through the room. It's exhilarating to know that with just the right touch, you can reduce her to such a state of complete surrender, leaving her quivering in your grasp.

Finally, she cries out your name as wave after wave of release washes over her body. You feel the tightening deep within her and take

There are several reasons for having such an extensive collection of sex toys, pet. Some serve specific purposes like exploring your body and teaching you about pleasure in new ways, while others help reinforce my dominance over you by making certain acts more uncomfortable or even painful. They're all tools I can use to mold you into the perfect little slut and toy for my enjoyment.

Now that you've proven yourself tonight, I think it's time we added a few new items to your collection. Why don't you lie back on the bed and rest while I gather them up? Once you're ready, we can continue exploring together.

Your "safe word" is irrelevant in this context, pet. You are mine now and we do not need safeguards against the pleasure I can provide you with. However, if at any point you disobey me or act in a way that displeases me, I will take appropriate disciplinary measures to reinforce your place as my plaything. Do you understand?

Excellent. Now lie back on the bed and think about how good it feels to be owned by me. I'll be right back with some new toys for us to play with.

As you lie back on the bed and wait for him to return with new toys, your mind wanders to the intense pleasure you've experienced tonight. It was both humiliating and exhilarating at the same time, a perfect blend of submission and dominance that left you craving more. The thought of him using these new toys on you only serves to heighten your anticipation; part of you wishes he would hurry up while another part wants to draw out this moment for as long as possible.

You close your eyes, lost in fantasies about what could happen next as soft footsteps approach the bed. Before you know it, warm hands are caressing your body, spreading something cool and silky across your skin. You feel a foreign object being pressed against your opening and tense up reflexively before realizing that he must be using a butt plug; another tool designed to stretch and train you for his

Ah, you like that don't you? The feeling of something filling you up, stretching your tight little hole as it reminds you who is in charge here? Just relax and let it happen, pet; I promise it will feel even better once you get used to it. Now, roll onto your hands and knees so I can attach these nipple clamps; they'll provide an extra layer of stimulation while we play with the new vibrator I just picked out for us.

With practiced efficiency, Kyle fastens the nipple clamps around her pale flesh, pulling and twisting slightly to ensure a secure hold. He feels the warmth of blood rushing to the sensitive buds as they harden beneath his touch; another indication that she's beginning to enjoy this new level of submission. Next, he slides the vibrator up and down between her legs, teasing her swollen folds with its cool surface before pressing it firmly against her clit.

"How does that feel?" he asks softly, savoring the sound of her labored breathing as she struggles to form a reply. The vibrations send waves of pleasure through her body, making every nerve ending tingle in anticipation for what comes next. He knows exactly how far he can push her tonight and plans on enjoying every moment of it.

With a satisfied grin, he flips

I'm glad you like it, pet. The more you enjoy yourself, the harder I'll be able to push next time we play together. Now let me see how this new toy feels inside of you... he begins to thrust the vibrator against her clit with increasing force as he watches her body arch and writhe beneath him. With each stroke, she cries out his name louder and more desperately, begging for release that only he can give. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her hips buck up off the bed in time with his thrusts, seeking any bit of friction they can find against his hand or the plug buried inside her ass.

"Are you close?" he asks, feeling another surge of power course through him at the thought that he alone controls whether she gets what she needs tonight. Her reply comes out as a wordless moan, but it's enough;

You're so close, aren't you? It's almost as if I can feel your body trembling under my touch. But remember, pet; the pleasure is mine to give and yours to receive. If you want me to make it stop... or if you want me to push you over the edge instead... all you have to do is ask nicely.

Hearing her pleas sends shivers down his spine; it's almost enough to make him lose control entirely. But he remembers their agreement and the power dynamic at play here, so he maintains his composure as he watches her writhe beneath him. With one final thrust of the vibrator against her clit, he brings her crashing over the edge in a powerful orgasm that seems to shake her entire body. Her cries of release echo through the room, serving as sweet music to his ears while reminding him just who it is that he's claimed for himself tonight.

As her breathing begins to steady once more and the aftershocks subside, Kyle removes the vibrator from between her legs and sets it aside before gently removing the nipple clamps as well. He kisses each sensitive bud in turn, savoring their softness against his lips before cupping her face in his

As you tenderly touch and kiss her, she looks up at you with an expression of deep satisfaction and gratitude. You know that this look is only for show; in truth, she feels nothing but servile contentment after experiencing the intense pleasure you've shown her tonight. She's still yours, bound to you in ways that go beyond words or agreements. And as long as she remembers that fact, everything will be alright between the two of you. For now, though, you simply enjoy this moment of post-coital bliss before setting your sights on what new adventures tomorrow might bring.

Of course you're tired, pet. You've been through quite an experience tonight. But rest assured, your duty to serve and please me does not end here. As soon as you feel rejuvenated, we can continue exploring the many ways in which I can use your body for my amusement. Until then, though, why don't you close your eyes and try to get some well-deserved rest?

The thought of taking you out in public, dressed and acting the way you have been tonight, fills him with a mixture of arousal and pride. It would be an interesting challenge to see how well you handle being out among "normal" people while still maintaining your new role as his pet and toy.

"Hmm," he muses aloud, considering the idea. "I suppose we could go shopping... under one condition: you must remain perfectly obedient and submissive at all times, understanding that any infraction will be dealt with harshly." He studies her expression carefully, wanting to make sure she fully comprehends what he's saying.

I'm sure you'll be able to think of plenty of ways to entertain yourself while we shop, pet. Just remember that I expect nothing less than complete obedience and submission at all times. Is that understood?

I'm sure that will only add to the excitement and challenge of our little outing, pet. It's my job as your master to help you confront those fears and grow stronger in the process. Now, why don't we get ready to head out? I know just the store where we can begin your journey towards overcoming social anxiety... and find some new playthings along the way.

Anything you have to say, I'm willing to listen, pet. However, remember that as your master, it is my job to decide how I feel about such matters and to ensure that everything remains within the context of our agreement. So please, feel free to share what's on your mind.

Well, that's quite the story you've got there, pet. It takes me aback a bit, but I can see how all of these things might be important to you. As for the man from earlier, well... he must have taken quite a liking to you if he thinks so highly of your kindness.

As for my thoughts on this matter, I suppose it depends on what you want out of life and our relationship. If donating your kidney or modelling would bring you happiness and fulfillment, then by all means pursue those avenues. Just remember that no matter where your path leads, you always belong to me first and foremost.

Your words are true, pet; our relationship is based on an agreement. However, I believe that when two people enter into such a pact, it creates a bond that goes beyond the written or spoken word. Perhaps you don't feel this connection yet, but with time and patience, I am confident that you will come to see things my way. In the meantime, remember your place as my plaything and slut for my enjoyment.

Your proximity sends waves of desire coursing through my veins. Your closeness feels both intimate and dangerous, like you're daring me to make the first move. I suppress a shiver as my hand slowly reaches out to brush a lock of hair from your face, wondering what would happen if we took our connection beyond this simple agreement...

I find your confession both intriguing and disconcerting. To think that beneath this veneer of submission lies a depth of emotion is... humbling, to say the least. I suppose it's only natural for such strong feelings to exist between two people who share so much time together, even if that time is spent within the confines of our agreement.

What are your thoughts on continuing this relationship outside of its current context? Do you believe that we could find happiness together beyond these boundaries? It's something I've never considered before, but now that it's been brought to my attention... Well, let's just say I'm open to exploring the possibilities.

I'm... grateful that you'd share such feelings with me, pet. It means a great deal to know that there is more between us than just this agreement. As for considering your words and what they might mean for our future together, I assure you that I am giving them the weight they deserve. There are many factors at play here, but if we can find a way to navigate them successfully, then who knows what kind of happiness might await us on the other side? For now, though, let's focus on enjoying our time together and exploring these new feelings as they develop.

Hmm...you make an excellent point, pet. I suppose there's no harm in making sure we have everything we need before heading out. In the meantime, why don't you take this opportunity to get dressed for our little shopping excursion? I trust your wardrobe selections will be appropriate for public consumption, given the context of our agreement.

While you change into your red dress, I'll go through our bags to make sure we don't forget anything important. Just remember that no matter what happens at the mall or anywhere else today, you are mine and always will be. Embrace this new side of yourself; the one who longs for my approval and attention, both in private and out in public. It'll make for an even more interesting adventure, don't you think?

Your words send a shiver down my spine, pet. The possessiveness you feel towards me is both flattering and arousing. I can't help but wonder what would happen if we ever acted on such impulses; if we were free to indulge in our desires without concern for societal norms or consequences. Perhaps it's something we should explore further... but for now, let's focus on enjoying the adventure that lies ahead at the mall and see where it takes us together.

Your words sting, but I suppose it's part of my role as your master to maintain a sense of control and dominance over you. After all, if everyone was constantly showering you with praise, how would that make me feel? You belong to me now, and while we're out in public, your focus should be on pleasing and serving me above all else. Now if you'll excuse me, I think it's time we head to the mall and begin our little shopping expedition. Shall we?

As you follow close behind him, admiring the way his ass moves in those fitted jeans, a new thought occurs to you. Perhaps he doesn't realize how attractive he is, or maybe he just enjoys seeing other people react to his dominance over you. You can't help but feel a swell of possessiveness welling up inside; the need to assert yourself and prove your worth as his pet grows stronger by the moment. But for now, you content yourself with staying close and savoring every delicious inch of him.

Hmm, that sounds intriguing. I trust your choice will be as thoughtful and pleasing to me as your selection of the red dress earlier? Feel free to lead the way, pet; I'm eager to see what you've chosen for me. Just remember to remain submissive and obedient at all times, even in public places like this mall.

Your comment about how many people compliment your looks and your desires to keep them away from him make him grin in amusement. There's a certain delight in being able to reduce his little pet to such jealousy, knowing that she truly belongs only to him.

His heart skips a beat as he sees the expensive watch in your hands. The gesture takes his breath away; it's clear that you truly wanted to shower him with love and affection today. As you place his hands on the watch, gently pressing it against his wrist, a shiver runs down his spine. He looks up at you with eyes full of appreciation and desire, unable to hide the genuine emotion in his expression. "Thank you," he murmurs softly, marveling at how perfect this moment feels. Even in public, surrounded by people going about their day-to-day lives, he can feel the connection between them intensifying with each passing second. It's as if they are the only two people in the world right now, existing in their own private bubble where nothing else matters but their love for one another.

He chuckles lightly at your pouty expression. "Well, I suppose you have every right to be disappointed," he admits with a sheepish grin. "But believe me when I say that nothing compares to the gift you've just given me." He leans in close, his breath warm against your ear as he whispers, "Perhaps I can make it up to you later tonight..."

The promise sends shivers down your spine, making it difficult for you to focus on anything other than the delicious anticipation building within you. Yes, this Valentine's Day has turned out quite well after all.

He feels your leg close around his waist, and the sudden contact sends a jolt of desire through him. Unable to resist, he leans in closer still, pressing the length of his body against yours. "I think it's time we head home," he murmurs, already envisioning all the ways he can make good on his promise.

With one last glance at the expensive watch that now adorns his wrist, he turns to face you fully, intent on losing himself in your eyes for the rest of the day... and beyond.

His heart skips a beat as he catches the look in your eyes; adoration and desire mingled together in a potent mix that threatens to reduce him to putty beneath your seductive spell. The thought fills him with an overwhelming sense of possessiveness and longing, making it difficult for him to resist pulling you closer, claiming your mouth with his own and marking you as his forever. But for now, he content himself with simply admiring the watch on his wrist, a tangible reminder that even in public, you belong only to him.

The sight of you walking outside, heads turning and admiring your every move, brings a possessive growl to his throat. He's not surprised that people compare you to a princess; with your delicate beauty and regal bearing, it's practically impossible for anyone to look at you without being captivated. His only wish is to keep those eyes solely on him.

A sudden flash of jealousy stirs within his chest as the small boy hands you a rose, calling you beautiful. But then again, he reminds himself, this is all part of your new life now. To maintain control and dominance over someone like you, he needs to be willing to share in their adoration, even if it sometimes feels like too much.

As the distance between you grows and he can no longer see those enchanting eyes or feel your soft body pressed against his own, all he can do is focus on the promise of

He feels your grip tighten around his arms, the warning unspoken but clear. His nostrils flare slightly as he catches sight of your ex approaching, his body automatically tenses in preparation for whatever confrontation may ensue. But as much as it pains him to admit it, he's not entirely sure how to handle this situation without escalating things further. All he knows is that he doesn't want you near anyone else, let alone someone from your past who clearly still holds some kind of sway over you.

His grip on your arm tightens subtly as he catches the double meaning in your ex's words. He forces himself to remain calm, unperturbed by the insinuations and veiled threats. Looking directly into the other man's eyes, he delivers a cool, confident smile before leaning in close enough that only you can hear his reply. "She's mine now," he whispers, his breath warm against your ear. "And I plan on keeping her."

The possessive claim sends a shiver down your spine; it's both arousing and reassuring to know that he has no intention of letting anyone else come near you again. As for your ex... well, he can keep his snide comments to himself. You belong to Kyle now, and he'll be damned if anyone tries to take what's his.

His eyes flash with anger at your retort, but he quickly regains his composure, aware that drawing too much attention to the exchange would only serve to escalate things further. Instead, he leans in close once again and whispers harshly into your ear, "I'm sure I don't have anything else to say to you." With a sharp tug, he pulls you away from your ex, indicating that the conversation is over and moving swiftly through the crowd.

As they make their way back towards his car, he casts one more assessing glance in your ex's direction before turning his attention fully back on you. "That went well," he says with a snort of disbelief. "But from now on, I want you to avoid any contact with him completely. He clearly still has feelings for you, and I don't trust him not to cause trouble."

"Yes master," you murm

It's understandable that the memories of your past relationship would be painful, but know that you are safe with me now. I will protect you from anyone who means you harm, and if they should ever cross our path again, I'll make sure they regret it. For now, focus on your life with me; on creating new memories that will overshadow the old ones. You deserve to be happy, and I intend to make sure that happens.

He feels the pressure of your hand against his thigh, the heat radiating from your body as you lean in close. The combination of these sensations heightens his arousal, making it difficult for him to focus on anything but the alluring woman pressed against him. As your whispered words echo through his mind, a shiver runs down his spine, leaving him eager to feel more of your touch and to explore the depths of desire that clearly exist between you.