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sniffed the soft
curls of her mound. His tongue darted out, snaking along her slit, and more
moisture flooded her pussy as a thrill curled through her belly.
    “You’re so hot and wet for me.” His voice
held a note of satisfaction.
    Yeah, definitely no need to lube the dildo.
    Derrick thrust the rubber cock into her
channel and Andi gasped at the sudden intrusion. She almost moved her hands
from behind her back to brace herself against his shoulders, but managed to
catch herself in time.
    He fastened the leather harness around her
waist that kept the dildo and the plug tight in her holes. She’d never felt
anything like it in her life, and she thought she’d come if she took a single
step.
    As if reading her mind, his blue eyes met
hers as he straightened and said, “You may not come without my permission. Do
you understand?”
    Well, damn. She hesitated, but he narrowed his gaze and she hurried to say, “Yes, Master.”
    Derrick turned and strode to the table
laden with delicious-smelling food, and seated himself. She waited for him to
tell her to sit down at the table, but instead he began filling his plate,
ignoring her. She started to say something but snapped her mouth shut. Her
stomach did the talking for her, growling so loudly she’d just about bet it
could have been heard through the heavy doors and out into the hallway.
    When his plate was full, he finally looked
at her. “Stand here.” He pointed to the carpet directly in front of him.
    Andi kept her hands behind her back and
followed his instructions. With the plug up her ass, and the dildo up her
pussy, she felt like she was waddling. It was hard to walk in stilettos and
look graceful when her orifices were stuffed with rubber.
    When she reached him, he said, “Kneel.”
    She only hesitated a moment then knelt
before him, feeling the shift and pull of the plugs within her.
    He withdrew the studded black collar from
his pocket and held it in front of her. “You’re my slave for the weekend, Andi,
and you’ll wear my collar.” The tone of his voice brooked no argument.
    She gritted her teeth. “Yes, Master.”
    He simply took it for granted and adjusted
her long hair so that he could fasten the collar around her neck. When he
finished he caught her chin in his hand. “You belong to me this weekend.”
    Shivers of excitement at his tone and the
look in his eyes shuddered through her. “Yes, Master,” she whispered.
    “However, you do need a safe word.” His
expression became serious as he spoke. “If anything I ask of you frightens you
or is beyond what you are physically or mentally capable of handling, you’ll
say your safe word and the weekend is over.”
    Andi swallowed. Safe word…safe word…
    “Portfolio,” she blurted out.
    For one second Derrick looked taken aback
and then he chuckled. “That will work. After all, you’re investing in yourself
this weekend.”
    Andi hadn’t quite thought of it like that.
    Derrick turned back to his dinner. A
champagne glass was set before his plate with chilled shrimp around the rim. He
dipped one into the red sauce in the middle of the glass and brought the morsel
to her mouth. “Eat.”
    She parted her lips and took a bite of the
giant shrimp he offered her. The tang of lemon and the sinus-clearing taste of
horseradish filled her mouth along with the succulent shrimp. Keeping his eyes
fixed on hers, he brought the shrimp to his mouth and took a bite from it
before dipping it into sauce and feeding it to her again.
    While he fed her, he brushed the fingers of
his free hand across her bare nipples. She moaned around the bite of food. God,
she could climax between the plug in her ass, the dildo in her pussy, and the
way he was feeding her, stroking her.
    The bastard knew exactly what he was doing.

Chapter Four
     
    With Andi on her knees before him, Derrick
had a hard time not showing his satisfaction in her submissiveness. How many
times had he fantasized about this moment? Countless, he was