Sweet Discipline

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Authors: Bonnie Hamre
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moved in his throat. It excited her to know that he wasn’t immune to her increasing stimulation. She hadn’t thought of him as a sexual partner when she first met him.
    Quite the opposite. His looks had intrigued her, but his severe, uncompromising attitude had nipped any attraction in the bud. Yet here she was, very much aware of him as a man. An increasingly sexy, attractive man.
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    She put the Ben Wa balls aside and picked up the last package. Slowly, prolonging the moment, keeping an eye on his reactions, she peeled back the wrapping paper.
    Inside, a double pronged vibrator lay nestled in plastic wrap. One of the prongs was shaped like a very large penis, the other, smaller one was thinner and slightly curved.
    Was it really supposed to go into her pussy and her ass at the same time?
    She raised a questioning look. He nodded, this time his heated gaze fixed on hers.
    There was no doubt in her mind. He really meant to use all those dildos on her! She had trouble swallowing as she lowered her head, hiding her excitement and fear from him.
    “These are for your pleasure. They are also teaching instruments.” He waited a moment, as if gauging her reaction. “I will allow you to choose one now. After that, I decide.”
    Her hand hovered over the assortment, then holding on to the familiar, touched the penis-shaped vibrator.
    He reached into a pocket, lifting his hips as he did in a gesture that seemed as though he was offering himself to her. Her eyes locked on the unmistakable bulge at his crotch. So he wasn’t immune to the sex toys! Was he going to use them to play with her? He pulled out a handful of batteries, selected two and gave them to her.
    “Show me how you use that.”
    In her nervousness, she inserted the batteries wrong, had to pull them out and try again. She turned the switch and the vibrator buzzed and oscillated in her hand. Taking a deep breath, she applied it to her clitoris. She shuddered and exhaled slowly. It felt so good! She’d come only minutes ago, but this was even better than her fingers.
    “Stop.”
    She couldn’t hold back a frustrated moan.
    “Stretch out on the rug.”
    She did, with her body angled away from him.
    “So I can see.” He spoke not as a potential lover, but with clinical detachment.
    Blushing, she changed position, lying in front of him, knees open and bent, exposing herself to him. When he nodded, she touched herself again with the vibrator.
    Here, stroking herself along one side, then the other, from the bottom of her opening up to the little bud, hesitantly, ashamed to be turning herself on again in front of him.
    In a moment, that didn’t matter. She closed her eyes and forgot Adrian watching her. She forgot her humiliation of exposing her most private parts. She forgot all but the pleasure building and building inside her. She was so close! She turned the vibrator, inserting the tip into her eager pussy, panting with excitement at the thought of something, even her vibrator, filling her, satisfying the ache within.
    Suddenly, his hand swooped down and took the vibrator away. Startled, her eyes popped open as she reached to grab it back. He held the vibrator, still buzzing and quivering, out of her reach. “One of the things that makes sex even better is control of 43
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    your body.” He thumbed the switch and the buzzing stopped. “When you learn that, you earn the pleasure of coming.”
    He bent, gathered all the toys, and placed them back in the bag. She lay there astounded and hovering on the edge of climax. Her hand went back to her pussy.
    “Don’t even think of making yourself come until I give you permission.”
    She stared up at him. From her position on the floor, he loomed tall, dark and severe. Her chest rose and fell with her frustrated breaths. She wanted him, needed him. “Adrian…” she begged.
    “Get up. Clean yourself and come into the living room.”
    “But…”
    “Would you rather the training

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