Damian releases my arms and adjusts the bench downward before assisting me off. I sink to my knees with his slight nudge to my sweaty shoulder. When I'm able to, I glance up and see that Damian's in front of me gazing down. He calls me beautiful, but really it's he who holds the title. His fierce look of pure dominant pride makes me want to kiss his feet. "Unzip my pants and take my cock into your mouth. Use your hands on my balls. I like a small amount of pain, so keep that in mind. You will drink me down and lick my cock clean." It's a command, and who am I to deny a Master?With shaking hands, I manage his zipper. He's commando and it's near impossible to get the material to give enough. His large cock springs free when I've all but given up. I push the clinging material slightly past his hips so I can palm his balls. I squeeze just enough. If nothing else, I'm good at judging what men need to orgasm as quickly as possible or delay it for hours. Damian's fingers sink into my braid.

My cell wakes me. It's Monroe and it's very strange to hear from him so soon. I leave Lydia sleeping and head to my penthouse office so I won't wake her."Yeah," I answer with a little more heat than I probably should. Leaving Lydia alone in my bed was not how I planned this morning."I have an emergency."My irritation disappears. "What's wrong?""I have two women who need transport. The circumstances are delicate or I wouldn't ask. I need you to handle this personally." I can hear in his tone that this is serious.Three minutes later, I have details and it's not good. I'm out the door five minutes later. I call my emergency pilot so the plane is ready by the time I hit the airport. I also call Carl to handle Lydia for me. I didn't wake her because my explanation required time, which I didn't have. After learning the two women were in imminent danger, I made the decision to leave Lydia in my bed and explain later.I would love to see her fiery eyes when she wakes up and I'm not there.

His arms loosen so I can turn but he's still holding me. God, he looks good enough to fucking eat. The cuffs of his white dress shirt are rolled up. He's in dress slacks and not his usual club attire. It takes everything I have not to drop at his feet and rest my head again him. I can't, though. That's not who I am. Or maybe it is who I am with him but he can never know it. "I don't want this. Please let me continue working."He shakes his head slightly. "No. We can do this the easy or hard way. Your call."Anna takes the flogger from my hand. She grins slightly without saying anything and I know I won't get any help from her."Lydia," Damian says and I turn back to him. "Place your arms around my neck and wrap your legs around my waist." He doesn't give me time to reply before lifting me.I have no idea what shit he's pulling now. I also have no idea why I comply. I expect him to take me to his office. Instead, he walks past the carousel and stops at the bar. My rear end hits the

Once I'm in his desired position, he loops the neckties around my wrists and attaches them to the edges of the headboard. Now my ass is really in the air. I've never allowed a man to do this to me and I'm so damn ready."Spread your legs wider," he commands.The bottom of the bed dips when I comply. I'm not expecting his tongue on my pussy, and it startles me. Damian pinches my ass. "Your job is to remain still while I enjoy this amazing pussy. If you come, I'll add to the punishment you have coming.""Wha-" I try to ask but he stops with a stinging slap on my ass. His tongue and mouth go back to work driving me crazy. A few minutes later he adds his fingers and I almost go off. He reads me too well and backs away. The bed bounces slightly when he stands. I'm a quivering mess and not happy he's left me in this condition. I'm startled again when a bottle of lube lands in front of my face.Damian's hand smooths down my back. "Your call, Lydia, but this is what I want. It's one of you

The items I need are in the cabinet on the far side of the room. I've actually been planning this for some time. I remove three candles, their holders, a lighter, and a medium-sized knife in its sheath. I rest them on the desk. Lydia's eyes have darkened and her breathing is coming in short heavy bursts at the sight of what I have planned."Mommy's been bad and Daddy knows the perfect punishment," I tell her. "I've missed clamping these," I gently squeeze one nipple before moving to the other and giving it the same treatment. "I know they're sensitive," I say when her eyes widen. "But I think this will give us what we both want." A small bit of saliva runs down the corner of her mouth and I wipe it with my finger. Licking the wetness away adds a bit of devilment to my plans. "You always taste so good no matter where it comes from."She closes her eyes for a moment and I know she's fighting to control her dirty needs. During this past year I've learned many of her nuances and plan on