SLACK: A Day in the Life of Ford Aston (Rook and Ronin Spin-off)

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put up with me? I sit down next to her, close enough to make her whole body move with my weight on the mattress. “Lie across my lap.” She puts her knees up on the bed and then bends over, sticking her ass way out, because her hands are still bound behind her back, so she’s forced to lower her face to my thigh and slide herself up into position. Which also forces her face to drag along my hardened dick, only the fabric of my jeans between her hot breath and my cock.
    This takes the anger away a little, because that right there, that was clever. And it tells me a lot of things. One —she’s OK with my insults. Two —she’s still not giving in to me, regardless of how well she’s following the rules. And three —she wants to be fucked just as bad as I want to fuck her.
    I’m not into being mean for the hell of it. I like them to submit, that’s all. I like to be in control. I like to call the shots. I like to be obeyed unconditionally. And almost all of the girls who make it beyond the first appointment do that, and do it well. But this girl has been skating on the edge of compliance the entire time she’s been my pet.
    She needs to go.
    Tonight is her last night, so I’m going to enjoy her to the fullest before I send her packing.
    I unlock her handcuffs and slide them off, tossing them on to the floor with a hard clunk. “Ready, pet?”
    She nods yes.
    “I’m going to turn your cheeks bright red for your disobedience. But I’ll make it worth it if you’re a very good girl.” She starts nodding her head when my hand comes down full force on her ass again, making both her legs kick up as she signs off a one . I slap them back down. “That’s not a good example of perfect behavior, pet.” I smack her again, harder, and this time she buffers the pain by sinking into my lap. I caress her ass for being good, rubbing her roundness, then stroking the back of her thighs, stopping in the dent behind her knee where I trace small, light circles.
    She relaxes and I push her legs open, making one fall to the floor, and then smack her open pussy hard. My hand slips right between her legs and presses against her sex until she moans. I smack her again and now her entire ass is flaming red. Her hands do the sign for two . She lets off a sob and that means she deserves a gently probing finger around her asshole. She squeezes her hole closed, trying to take some control back, and the next smack elicits a loud cry. “Don’t. Your ass belongs to me and if I want to play with it, I will.” I slip my finger inside and her whole body goes stiff, but she does not resist.
    Victory for Ford.
    I ease it out and grab her hair with the hand that has been holding her down. I force her head up by pulling and yes, sure enough, she’s got tears. “You’re defiant. I’m getting rid of you.” She stares at me, then more tears come out and she looks like she might start wailing. I flip her over quickly and then move down the bed until her ass is flush with the edge of my thigh and her legs are draped over my lap. “You can get up and leave now if you want. You’re never coming back. You refuse to submit and I’m tired of training you. It’s a waste of time.”
    She’s silent for a few seconds. “Or?” she asks quietly. Her voice is small and sweet. It’s too bad, really. That she came here as a pet. I like her. But whatever her reason for being here, that in and of itself is enough to make me never want her in a serious way.
    That and she’s blonde.
    They’re always blonde or red because the last thing I want is any future woman I love to remind me of the shitload of pets I used up and threw away.
    “Or I take away all the rules and we just fuck. All the dirty shit we’ve been doing is on the table. All of it. But when we’re done, you leave and don’t come back.”
    Her eyes narrow with her glare. “Why are you such an asshole?”
    I laugh. “You can talk if you stay, but I’m not going to pretend I like you for

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