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palm. “Repeat it.”
    “My body is beautiful.”
    “Good girl.”
    Leon
caressed her tits,
enjoying the feel as her nipples tightened. With his thumb and finger he rubbed
the sharp point of her nipples.
    “I don’t want to hear you saying nasty words
about your body.” He pressed his hard cock against her ass. The desire to take
her was strong. He pushed the desire aside. Bernice needed to learn to accept
her body. “You’re not allowed any clothes until I say so. I wish to see you
naked at every opportunity.”
    “Yes, Master.”
    “If I hear you say anything about your size the
punishment will be worse than a few slaps to your arse, do you understand?”
    “Yes, Master.”
    “What is your body?” he asked.
    “Beautiful.”
    “Good.”
    He ran his
fingers down her body to cup her trimmed mound. Her cum soaked the front of
her. The neatly trimmed pubic hair was soaked with her cream. She liked her
punishment.
Leon
slid a finger through her slit feeling her swollen clit and the evidence of her
excitement.
    “You’re
wonderfully wet.” He nibbled on the corner of her neck. He felt her gasp as her
head moved to the side giving him better access.
Leon
chuckled pulling his hand away
from her pussy. He licked his finger tasting her cream for the first time.
    She tasted
like heaven to him. He couldn’t wait to have a feast from her body. He’d take
his time drawing everything out of her.
    Leon
pulled
away then helped her down back into her seat. “Finish eating.” He took his own
seat.
    The look of confusion on her face made him want to reach out and
take her in his arms.
    Instead,
he ate his food in silence. The anticipation would be good for both of them. He
intended to draw everything out. By the time he was finished, Bernice would
think of nothing but him.
    It was a
selfish thought but one he could live with.
     
     

Chapter Three
     
    Bernice
finished her food conscious of the heat of her ass. Her
punishment had fucking hurt. The pleasure she’d gained from the short
sharp slaps would stay with her for some time.
Leon
loved her body. His punishment
had made her aware of the attraction he felt toward her. The thickness of his
shaft against her ass couldn’t be denied or forced.
Leon
wanted her.
    She smiled
as she took the last piece of chicken into her mouth. Being naked in front of
him was uncomfortable. She had to keep stopping herself from covering her body
up.
Leon
took her plate without saying a word.
    His
attention on caring for her sent her heart into a whirl wind. She’d not had
anyone care about her for so long. Over the last few years she’d grown
accustomed to being alone. She wasn’t a virgin. There had been a boyfriend some
time ago, along with a one-night stand when she was younger and going through a
bit of rebellion of her own.
    Working at
the library helped to keep her focussed. She knew that her carefully organised
life would be rather dull to most. However, she’d needed the constant routine
to keep her stable. Without any parents around, she found herself falling back
into depression. Most of the men she’d dated were not interested in her needs.
They only cared about what they could get from her.
    Leon
was
different. Even from their first encounter of exchanging books she’d seen how
different he was. The depth of concern radiating from his gaze couldn’t be
mistaken. He saw more than he let on, and he called to a part of her that was
begging for someone to love her.
    She knew
she sounded desperate even to herself. What was wrong with wanting someone to
love and to love you back?
    Being
alone was not all it was cracked up to be. If she had to spend another
Christmas alone, dodging knocks at the door with the sounds of Christmas
drifting through the air, she’d go insane.
    Sandra would have accepted her at a moment’s
notice. She didn’t want that. There were some traditions she refused to get
started, and crashing at her friend’s place was one of them.
    The plates were