The promise of a reward immediately focused her attention on the wetness dripping down the inside of her thighs. Her mind might have been terrified, but her body was loving every fucking minute of this. From somewhere to her right, the sound of leather meeting flesh reached her, followed quickly by a cry of pain, and her pussy throbbed in response. The sights, the sounds, her own humiliation at Austin’s hand — all of it seemed to come together in a perfect storm of sensation, leaving her hornier than she could ever remember being.
“Thank you, sir,” she replied, letting her voice drop to a husky purr.
“You can kneel right here next to me while I catch up with Muscles here.”
A hand settled on her hair, stroking her head, and she just barely resisted the urge to turn and press her cheek into his palm.
“She’s fabulous, Austin. And gorgeous. I bet that peaches and cream skin marks up beautifully.”
“It does,” Austin agreed, and she heard the tinkling of ice in his glass indicating he’d taken a sip of his drink. “You’ll get to see for yourself in a bit. My naughty kitten has quite the punishment coming.”
Heat rose in her cheeks, but she fought the urge to defend herself or cover up. It was humiliating to be spoken of like she wasn’t there, but Austin’s hand in her hair centered her, and she tried to focus on his touch instead of their running commentary.
“Really? She seems so well-behaved. What did she do?”
Seriously, where was a submissive-eating hole in the ground when a girl needed it?
“I sent her very explicit instructions for her wardrobe tonight and she decided she knew better.” The sweet, tender hand fisted in her hair, yanking her head back so her breasts thrust out towards their guest and she was looking up at her Sir’s amused grin. “Isn’t that right, naughty girl?”
“Yes, sir,” she gasped out.
“So now she’s not allowed any clothes until she’s properly convinced me she deserves them. Once she’s dressed in the outfit I chose for her, she can have her punishment.”
A low groan escaped her and the fingers in her hair tightened, sending a flash of pain through her scalp and down her neck.
“Something you’d like to say, kitten?”
“No, sir.”
“That’s what I thought.”
His hold on her hair loosened and he rubbed at her neck, relieving some of the tension he’d created. The conversation around her turned to sports and she gladly tuned them out, choosing instead to focus on the floor in front of her and pretend like she wasn’t completely butt naked and on display for a complete stranger.
She’d expected more of a panic, but as she knelt there with her Sir’s hand stroking her hair, her mind was oddly calm. Practically empty. It was kind of peaceful, she decided, to have nothing more to focus on than silently keeping her position.
Then a pair of boots moved into her line of vision and Austin gave her hair a gentle tug, breaking the spell.
Taking the hint, she tilted her chin up. Master Terrance ran a finger down her cheek and gave her an approving smile. “Your Sir is very lucky to have you, Katherine. I look forward to watching your scene later.”
“Thank you,” she replied, equal parts embarrassed and thrilled by his praise.
“Come here, kitten. Time for you to convince me you deserve to wear the clothes I picked out for you.”
Shifting on her knees, she turned so she was facing Austin. He’d settled on the couch, watching her. When she sent him a questioning glance, he grinned down at her.
“Go on, baby. You know what to do.”
Well, in the most technical sense, she did. But what if he hated her technique? What if she used too much teeth or not enough? What if…
“Katherine.” The cool, hard tone snapped her out of her indecision, and she focused on him. “If your mouth isn’t on my cock by the count of three, there will be zero chance of you being allowed to come tonight. One.”
It was exactly what she needed to spur her into action. Scooting forward on her knees, she hurriedly undid his pants and pulled his cock free. With one last glance up at him, she lowered her head and took the head in her mouth.
“That’s my good girl. Slow and steady. I want to take my time with you, kitten.”
It almost sounded like a threat, and she felt a delicious bolt of heat go straight to her clit. Digging her fingers into his thighs to keep her hands from sneaking between her legs, she focused on giving the best fucking blow job of her life.
Chapter 18