On His Terms by Sierra Cartwright

Author:Sierra Cartwright
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Total-E-Bound Publishing
Published: 2013-04-21T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Alex folded his arms and looked down at the naked Chelsea. She was at his home for the fifth day in a row. Every time she showed up, her behaviour was more and more perfect. He knew she’d joined some online communities where she was getting feedback from other submissives, and it showed.

She occasionally set her chin in a mutinous line, but those occasions were becoming rarer. He still put her in a posture collar from time to time, but she had ceased protesting that, also. Today she was naked, except for a pair of stockings and heels she referred to as ‘stupid high’. He thought they were almost tall enough.

He knew she was looking forward to having the opportunity to see Master Evan C. And it seemed her efforts to learn everything possible had redoubled when he’d invited her to the upcoming party at the Den. “Present your breasts, sub.”

“Yes, Sir,” Chelsea said, her voice strong. At his request, she never whispered now. She lifted her breasts and drew them together. She looked at the floor the whole time.

If he had a sub, he’d want her to be just like Chelsea. “Ask me to clamp your nipples.” This was the first time he’d asked that of her, and he wondered how she would respond.

“Please, Sir, clamp my nipples as hard as you want.”

He pinched the rosy tips, and she winced. He tugged hard, and she moaned but didn’t protest.

“Thank you, Sir,” she said when he released her.

“These are Japanese clovers,” he told her. A sturdy chain ran between each clamp, and he dangled it over his index finger. He held them in front of her eyes so they filled her vision. “I’ve selected a fairly vicious pair.” He saw her shoulders tighten. “But if you learn with these, others will be very easy to tolerate.”

“If you say so, Sir.”

He squeezed her left nipple hard, then closed a clamp over it.

“Jesus, Sir!”

“I take it that hurts.”

“I want it off.” She glared at him

“Then use your safe word or figure out how to change your attitude and compartmentalise the pain.”

She breathed in. Despite her obvious discomfort and the anger he heard in her voice, she continued to hold her breasts for his torture. She was learning. “Good girl.”

At his words, she exhaled a shaky breath.

More than any other woman he’d been with, she responded the most favourably to his approval. A few words from him had the ability to change her attitude. “Now you pinch your other nipple.”

“Sir is an absolute…” She trailed off.

“Good thing you didn’t finish that sentence,” he said into the silence. “You will be punished for saying that much, though.”

She stuck out her lower lip.

“And for that attempt at manipulation.”

“I…” She sighed. “I apologise.”

“Please don’t. It’s been a while since you felt my wrath. I’m looking forward to reinforcing my rules.” Although she sometimes got off when he used corporal punishment on her, she was so different from Liz. Chelsea liked pain, but she didn’t crave it like an addict did a fix.

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