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mouth and watch her swallow my cum.
    “Get on your knees.”
    She rose to her knees, and I saw she shook a little.
    “Put your hands on your thighs, and don’t move them until I tell you.” I waited for her to comply before giving her another instruction. “Now, open your mouth.”
    Sasha opened her lips, and I pressed the head of my cock against them. “Lick the tip.”
    Her tongue pressed against the tiny slit, and she licked up the cream.
    “Fuck baby, that is amazing. Open wider.”
    How the fuck was I going to let this woman go when she was the perfect little submissive? I knew she would be the perfect submissive. I couldn’t wait to teach her everything and to make her mine.

Chapter Five

Felix
    I was done with the foreplay, done with teasing and tormenting both of us. “Follow me,” I said, and started moving toward my bedroom, but stopped when I noticed she wasn’t coming. When I fucked her, it wouldn’t be on the floor in the living room, although I knew it wouldn’t matter where I took that sweet cherry of mine.
    She started to stand, but I tsked . “No, baby. Stay on your hands and knees.” I bent down so I was on my haunches, my dick so close to her face now; I ached to have it back in her mouth. “Tell me it turns you on to be mine, to do what I say.”
    She licked her lips, tore her gaze away from my cock, and nodded. “Yes. I like being yours.”
    “You like doing what I say? You get wetter over it?”
    She nodded again.
    I grinned. “Of course, you do. You’re perfect for me.” I continued moving toward my bedroom, hearing her following behind.
    She followed me to a bedroom, still on her hands and knees and looking hot as fuck doing what I said. I stopped and turned to look at her.
    “Get ready to know what it means to be owned.”

Sasha
    F elix stood there, looking at me, not moving, not saying anything for several seconds. I could only sit there on the floor, watching him, waiting for him to continue. My mouth was dry, my throat tight. He stood there naked, his cock hard, huge, I knew he’d stretch me so good. But then he turned and went over to his dresser, grabbed a belt, and curled it around his hand. He took another step toward me.
    I was getting more aroused with every second that passed, and with every glance I took at the belt. My pussy and ass felt enflamed, my cells aroused from what he’d done to me in the living room. I knew before the night was over, my flesh would be red and hot to the touch, erotically abused.
    But the crazy thing was I looked forward to it, wanted whatever he gave me.
    “Stand and move into the middle of the room.”
    I did as he said. Glancing around, I was surrounded by lavishness.
    “Go over to the bed and bend over.”
    I was starting to get nervous, knowing he planned on spanking me with the belt, but not sure how far he would go. He might have said he would try and be gentle claiming my virginity, but I didn’t know this man. He was frightening in a sense, big powerful; and I was at his mercy.
    When I was in the position he wanted, I looked over my shoulder and saw him looking at my ass. He stepped closer, slow and steady, like a predator. When he was right behind me, I tried to stop myself from shaking in nervousness and anticipation.
    I swore I could feel his hands on me even when he wasn’t touching me, and the sensation was incredible. His presence was so intense that I couldn’t help but hold my breath. It felt as thought his broad shoulders blocked out everything behind him.
    “I’m going to make you scream for more, and make your flesh glow a delicious red.”
    I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t even think, because I knew I didn’t have any kind of control over what was about to happen. I looked down at the belt still wrapped around his hand, and wondered how far he’d go, how much pain he’d give me before he actually fucked me. Was this what men in BDSM looked? I knew nothing about that scene, but I was curious to