Discovering Pleasure by Marie Haynes Page B

gently petting her head.
    “Yes, my Lord, you do,” Rose agreed happily.
    “Now or later?”
    “As it pleases you, my Lord.”
    “Then stand up, Rose. We’re going to the lodge for dinner again, but not before I prepare you,” he instructed.
    Oh, goddess , I wonder how much pleasure I can handle before I explode into a million stars?

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    Nathan watched as Rose squirmed slightly. She was stunning. Several days before, he had purchased a beautiful copper-coloured corset for her. She wore it now beneath a simple sleeveless green dress. The low neckline allowed for the copper lace to peek over. She sat very straight, unable to slouch. The woman who had made the corset had instructed him on how to lace and tighten it. She had warned not to pull the lacing too much right away but to wait about twenty minutes or so for Rose’s body to adjust to binding then she would be able to withstand another tightening. Not one to waste time, Nathan used the twenty minutes between adjustments to properly lube her anus and insert a medium-sized butt plug.
    “You will wear this all evening, my dear, and with every move you make you will feel it and know that it was my hand that placed it inside you. Understood?” he instructed.
    “Yes, my Lord. And thank you,” she answered.
    Nathan could see both the fear and excitement in Rose’s eyes. Whenever he used the plug, Rose immediately became extremely deferential and submissive, not to mention dripping wet, but so far, she’d only worn it privately. Tonight, she would go out in public with her anus full. Every move she made would remind her that her body was his.
    Nathan had felt himself grow hard at the sound of her sweet voice and the sight of her smouldering, green eyes. Now, watching her wiggle on her chair and delicately sip the local wine he had ordered for her, he wasn’t sure he wouldn’t burst free from his jeans right there in the middle of the restaurant.
    “Enjoying your dinner?” he asked.
    “Yes, thank you. I am, Sir.”
    The tip of her pink tongue darted out to lick a drop of Reisling from her lip. He wanted nothing more at that moment than to be that droplet of wine, to have her tongue catch him and bring him into her warm, sweet mouth.
    “Comfortable?” he persisted.
    “No, Sir,” she admitted, with a saucy grin. “I’m laced so tightly I can barely breathe, I feel like this plug is splitting me in two and I’m concerned that when you allow me to stand I will have an embarrassing wet spot on the back of this lovely dress from where my pussy juices have coated the chair.”
    Nathan’s mouth dropped open. When had his shy little woman turned into a wanton sex kitten?
    “What’s wrong?” she questioned. “Am I not required to answer you with total and complete honesty, Sir?” She blinked at him innocently before dipping her finger into the whipped cream topping her apple pie. She brought it up to her mouth and sucked the sweet treat.
    Nathan’s mouth went dry then he laughed, causing several other patrons to turn and stare at them.
    “You little witch,” he said. “I was going to take you to the bar and have you sit on the stool while I sipped a whisky, but I think it’s time I pay this bill and get you back to the cabin.”
    Rose grinned, obviously pleased with his decision.
    “Go wait for me in the lobby,” he instructed.
    Her eyes widened. That ought to teach her the dangers of teasing him. She hesitated only a moment but then stood and regally strolled to the lobby. He watched her bottom sway and, sure enough, spotted the evidence of her excitement right in the centre of her lovely ass. Forcing himself to take his time, he summoned the waitress and paid the bill, leaving the hard-working woman a hefty tip.
    When Nathan finally made it out to the lobby, he saw Rose had taken a position with her back to a wall. Chuckling to himself, he stood on the opposite side of the lobby and held out his hand. His heart practically melted when she