Page 197 of Masters of Pleasure
Sex wasn’t one of them.
“Nope, nothing to add.”
His cock throbbed.
“Good.Put your purse down by the door over there, then come back here.”
Iris
Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit.
Despite all the classes, Iris was suddenly feeling very unprepared.
Her relationships with the other students had always been friendly.Sometimes, they had sex.Sometimes, they hadn’t.She’d even been mildly attracted to a few of them—Q was pretty hot.
She’d never felt likethiswith any of them.
Uncertain.Vulnerable.Wary.
None of them had ever looked at her quite like he was, even when there had been a spark of mutual attraction.The way he was looking at her wasn’t a spark—it was an inferno.
Pretty sure I’m gonna get burned.
With her purse in place, she returned to where she’d been standing.Master Law hadn’t moved, but now he prowled toward her.With her heels on, he was only about an inch taller, so when he stopped right in front of her, their lips were mere centimeters apart.Iris felt as though she was barely breathing.
She waited for him to say something, but he reached up to the straps of her dress.Her mind went blank.Holding her gaze, he tugged the straps down over her shoulders, then pulled them off and down her arms.The dress wasn’t skintight, although it was formfitting to her hips, so he pulled it down easily enough.
The skirt was fairly loose, so as soon as he got it over her hips, the fabric dropped to the floor in a puddle, leaving her in nothing but her heels and a thong.Master Law barely blinked as he’d undressed her in less than five seconds, and Iris felt like her lungs had seized up.She’d never had anyone, not a regular boyfriend or another Dom, undress her.Normally, they liked to watch while she did it.Having Master Law take control this way… she felt stripped of more than her clothing.
“Are you a good girl, Iris?”he asked, his voice low, demanding.All the little hairs at the nape of her neck and along her arms stood up.
“Yes, Sir.”Her voice sounded higher than normal, almost squeaky.If she wasn’t caught in his gaze, a mouse under the hypnotic stare of a predator, she would have been embarrassed, but she was too frozen with arousal to feel anything else.Her lips were slightly parted, waiting for a kiss she wasn’t sure was coming.
It was a good thing her expectations weren’t very high.
“Good.Then spread your legs apart and bend over.You’ll need to keep your balance, so make sure you spread them wide enough.”With that instruction given, he moved away, and Iris finally felt like she could breathe again.
Carefully stepping out of the little circle of fabric around her feet, she spread her legs wide and bent over.In heels, there was no way she could touch the floor, so she gripped her ankles instead.
The position left her horribly exposed.
Breasts hanging down, ass up in the air, pussy vulnerable and spread, the blood rushing to her head—she took in as deep a breath as the position would allow, then let it out slowly.At some point, her heart wouldhaveto stop pounding so hard, wouldn’t it?
Behind her, Master Law was moving to one of the cabinets and taking out a toy.With her head between her legs, she could see everything he was doing, and every one of her nerves was buzzing and humming in anticipation.
Law
Fuck, he needed to get a grip on himself.
For a second, he thought he was actually going to kiss her.
Which wasn’t a huge problem.It wasn’t like they were re-enactingPretty Woman.Law had kissed submissives he’d scened with in the past, but he knew it would be different with Iris.It already felt different.He felt more out of control than normal, more affected.
It was his attraction to her.The pull he felt toward her.The effect she had on his body was far stronger than any other submissive he’d allowed himself to scene with.
Turning around, he opened the packaging around the plug he’d picked out for her, a basic plug, about an inch around the thickest part and four inches long.Nothing substantial, but enough for her to feel it and give him something to play with.
He wanted to make sure she felt she had the full experience with him.Impulsively, he picked up a pair of nipple clamps and slid them into his pocket.He wouldn’t put them on her until he finished flogging her breasts.He didn’t want any of the strands to catch on them, but they would be a good addition to the scene he planned.
