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think we're both ready, don't you?” I said softly.
    Ryan laughed. “Oh no, no, Maya. We play by my rules here. You wanted a safeword earlier, no? Your safeword will be red. Got it?” His words were serious, but his voice was amused.
    “ Red,” I repeated.
    “ Stand still.” Ryan moved to stand in front of me. His right hand reached out, and very softly stroked the side of my left breast. I moaned, and leaned towards him.
    He stopped instantly. “Nope. Stand still, Maya. You obey, we continue. Okay?”
    Crap. This was going to be hard. I wanted to feel his entire body pressed up against mine. I wanted to kneel and take his cock into my mouth. I wanted to pleasure him and feel him pleasure me. I most definitely did not want to stand still. But stand still I did. His tone had left no room for disobedience.
    I nodded.
    His hands didn't resume touching my breasts. He instead moved around to my back, and very lightly traced the chain holding the dress together. The ends of the chain were clasped together, and he pulled me very slightly into him in order to unclasp the chain.
    “I'm assuming that if I unclasp this, the dress comes undone?” he asked.
    I nodded again. My body was screaming in arousal, and I didn't trust myself to speak.
    “Cat got your tongue, Maya?” Again, that tone of amusement. “Ah, there it goes.” Clasp undone, the dress fell to my waist. Ryan found the zipper and unzipped the rest of the dress, and guided me out of it.
    The dress had been backless, and I had therefore elected to skip wearing a bra. I was clad in the tiniest pair of lacy panties, and nothing else. Goosebumps instantly appeared all over my body, as I fought to resist the temptation to cover my breasts.
    “Good girl. Hands at your sides, please.” Ryan's voice was level and low-key, but there was no pretending that that wasn't an order. I did as I was told. He smiled warmly in approval of my obedience. God, that smile! It was no wonder women threw themselves at him. That smile was a drug, addictive and potent. I would do whatever he wanted, as long as he kept smiling at me.
    His hands were at the side of my breasts again, stroking very lightly, stoking the fire of my arousal. I was shaking slightly, and fighting the desire to lean into him again. His fingers gradually traced their way to my breasts, now cupping them very slightly and squeezing gently. It was all incredibly erotic. I closed my eyes.
    “ Nope. Eyes open, please Maya.” His voice was curt. I instantly opened my eyes.
    “ Sorry,” I muttered.
    “ You're doing great, Maya,” he said, smiling at me. “Come on.”
    He tugged me towards the bed, and pushed me down on it. It was not gentle, but it wasn't rough either. It was simply firm. Just like Ryan. There was no raised voice; there was instead calm and the expectation that he would be obeyed instantly. I was so turned on by this, by Ryan's firm handling. I didn't really recognize myself. “Why am I so aroused by this?” I thought fleetingly. “I should be outraged.” But there was no hiding the arousal. My pussy was dripping; I had never been wetter in my life.
    “ Spread your legs, Maya.”
    Fuck. He was going to find out how very, very turned-on I was. I was mortified. My panties were soaked with the evidence of my arousal. I hesitated briefly.
    “ Maya. You will get punished if I have to repeat myself.” There was ice in his voice.
    I quickly parted my legs. I didn't know what my punishment would be, but it didn't sound good. Relax, I told myself. You trust Ryan. You have a safeword. It will be fine .
    “ These are the sexiest panties, Maya,” Ryan remarked, conversationally, as he put his fingers in the waistband, and tugged down. “But, I think they really are rather superfluous at this point, don't you think?”
    I moaned my agreement, as the panties slid down my hips, past my legs, and were tossed unthinkingly across the room.
    Ryan wasn't paying attention to me though, he was just looking,