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where to
wait for him, so she was curled up in a chair reading some legal
briefs when he arrived. She set her tablet to the side and stood to
acknowledge him when he entered, and tried not to stare at his
black duffle bag as she wondered what he’d brought.
    His eyes traveled from her feet to her head,
and his voice went softer as he said, “You’re beautiful, Samantha.”
Their gazes met and Sam’s heart skipped a few beats as electricity
practically sparked between them. Ethan tilted his head and said,
“I need to drop some stuff off in the kitchen. Run along upstairs
to your bedroom, buckle your cuffs on, and put the coconut oil on
the side table.”
    When Ethan arrived in the bedroom Sam had
the ankle cuffs on and was working on the wrist cuffs. He walked to
her, tenderly helped with the last one, and kissed her
forehead.
    “I’ll only use them if I think it’ll help
tonight.” He cupped her cheek. “The usual consequences are in place
if you speak, but I hope you can manage to behave because I don’t
want tonight to be about punishment.”
    He’d bought a second
stainless cane, so he’d have one at both houses. It was stored in
her closet with some other toys he’d left, and Sam had a love/hate
relationship with the thing. She hated it in principle, but had to
admit she loved how it made her feel when he didn’t take it easy on
her during discipline. He insisted she submit to him, and was prepared to use his
muscle to make her when she didn’t want to. The knowledge she could
make him stop with a mere word almost spoiled it for her, though.
She trusted him to not go too far, and didn’t like having the power
to stop things.
    He’d bought a two-foot square lightweight
mirror a few weeks back, and kept it stored in her closet when they
weren’t using it. He liked to see her face when he fucked her
doggie style, and he’d prop it up and make her look at him as he
took her. Now he settled it on the floor against the wall and
placed a short stool in front of it.
    He nodded towards the bed. “On your back and
get comfortable, Darlin’. Put your legs where you want, as long as
they’re up and spread.”
    Sam rolled to her back and rested the tops
of her feet on the bed near her head, laid her arms across her legs
and wrapped them around until she was comfortably holding her
ankles. Her eyes grew wide as she saw him pull the largest butt
plug she’d ever seen from his bag and begin walking towards
her.
    “Matte!”
    Ethan stopped. “I’m not touching you. Why
are you safewording?”
    “You aren’t using that on me!”
    Sam stared in disbelief as Ethan set the
plug on the edge of the bed and turned and walked out of the room.
She waited several long minutes, and when he didn’t come back she
stood and walked through the house until she found him in the
kitchen, pulling food from the refrigerator.
    “What are you doing?”
    “Fixing our dinner, since it appears the
scene isn’t going to happen.”
    “So, if I don’t let you put that huge plug
in my ass you aren’t going to play at all? That’s bullshit, Ethan.
If I could take that plug there’d be no reason to train me. It’s
three times bigger around than your cock!”
    “If you’d given me another three or four
minutes you’d have heard me explain it’s for measuring what you can
handle. There’s a ruler printed on the side, so we can get an
accurate idea of how much you can take. I know where on the plug
the diameter of my cock falls, so I’ll know exactly how much we’ll
need...”
    He stopped, turned away from her, and said,
“It’s a moot point, if you have so little trust in me.”
    “I’m sorry. You’re right.” She sighed,
frustrated. “Put the food away. Please. What do I need to do to get
us back on track?”
    Ethan stopped working a minute and propped
his hands on her island, looking fierce. Sam knew him well enough
by now to know he was covering his pain by looking angry, and she
suddenly realized just how much