Uncovering You 2: Submission
body responds to him. Disgust with how weak he makes me. And, beneath it all, an undeniable current of need .
    I try to ignore it all. I try to ignore the moaning that is filling the room. I try to pretend the steady fingers that are massaging me are not there.
    But when the first ripple of pleasure spreads through my body, I can’t help a sharp intake of breath. Stonehart makes a sound of amusement behind me, and redoubles his efforts. I shudder as another splash of pleasure rocks my body. I want to push his hand away, to stop the onslaught on my senses. But, I can’t. I’m not allowed to fight him… not unless I want to evoke his wrath.
    I dig my nails into the armrests, instead. His fingers keep moving, making my body thrum like a well-tuned harp. The darkness of the room and the performance before me does not let my mind focus on anything but sex. My heart beats faster, my breaths become rapid. I can feel my breasts becoming heavy and tender. I do everything I can to fight the visceral, animal reaction that Stonehart is evoking in me.
    It’s no use. I give another little gasp as one more wave of pleasure breaks through my defenses. The three women are now totally consumed in a powerful ménage a trois. Their cries and moans and all the slippery sounds of sex fill my ears, making it impossible not to feel turned on.
    “You’re close,” Stonehart rasps. I bite my lip and give a muffled sob, shaking my head.
    “You are. I can feel it.” His free hand darts up and kneads my breast. The air leaves my lungs in a burst.
    “Come for me, Lilly-flower,” Stonehart says. “Come for me now!”
    The command rips open the floodgates. I gasp as the enormous, built-up wave of arousal crashes into my body. For a moment, I soar, lost in a sea of pure ecstasy, before coming back to earth.
    Stonehart gives a shuddery moan and withdraws his fingers from between my legs. “Taste,” he commands, bringing them to my lips.
    I have no choice but to lick them, for the first time ever, tasting my own juices. Stonehart pulls his fingers out of my mouth and brings them to his own. His clasp loosens on my waist. I have no resistance left as my melted body sags into him.

Chapter Thirteen

    I wake up late the next morning. I’m alone. There’s a kink in my neck from falling asleep the wrong way in the chair.
    Stonehart got up and walked out moments after he brought me to orgasm. I was left alone in that room, an uncomfortable spectator. The girls paid me absolutely no mind. When their games finally finished, they lounged on the bed in a sweet, unhurried embrace for a long time. I didn’t dare stand or talk to them, even without Stonehart present. I did not want to break any of his rules.
    At first, I wasn’t sure how long they would be there. But eventually, they stood up, one by one, and filed out. I fell asleep in the chair soon after. Remembering Stonehart’s reactions when he found me in it, I did not want to risk the bed.
    I stretch and roll my shoulders, trying to loosen the tightness. The morning sun reflects off the glassy sea outside, bathing the sunroom in a cool, fresh light.
    Excitement fills me as I stand up. The day is beautiful, and soon, I will be able to redeem my first freedom.
    “Who are you, Stonehart?” I mumble under my breath. Today, I intend to find out.
    I go to the breakfast room, where my food is already waiting for me. There is a folded note leaning against the plate.
    I sit down and open it.

    Lilly,
    An unexpected business trip sent me away. I will be gone for three days. I have not forgotten about your reward. You will find the door before you unlocked. I have extended the collar’s range. You are allowed anywhere in my home except my office. Rose will give you a tour.
    Do not leave the house. You know what will happen if you disobey.
    I hope you will give me no reason to regret my decision.
    - J.S.

    The note falls from my hand and I stand on unsteady legs, food forgotten.
    The door is unlocked .
    I

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