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you're an incitement
to riot.”
    “Tom taught me, he taught me to
dance what I feel. Since I'm a personal slut what I feel, always, is
the desire to make my master lust after me and desire me. He told me
that I never had gotten rid of a bit of my past so the dance wasn't
pure eroticism but that never stopped it from working on him either.”
    “That little bit of your past
puts a hint of chaos into your dance, don't ever lose it. Did you
ever consider dancing for the public? Could you even do a dance like
that for the public?”
    “I never considered it but I
could if my master ordered me to. Would you like me to dance like
that for someone else?”
    “Well, I don't know if I
mentioned it but I work as a bouncer. The place I work is kind of a
combination dance club and strip club. Sometimes the lines blur but
they have cage dancers and stage dancers for the employees and a
dance floor for the customers. I'm betting you could make a fortune
dancing there if you wanted to.”
    “I don't need money. You're my
master, if you decide I need something you'll get it for me.”
    “I can probably afford anything
that you need but I like to work so I have something to do. I was
just thinking that you might like to work the nights I'm on duty as a
bouncer, so you could stay closer to me.”
    “I'd like that, are you ordering
me to do this?”
    “Yes, I want you to dance at the
club I work at. I'll arrange an audition but even if you're only half
as good at the audition as you were tonight, you'll be able to pick
your shifts. We'll just tell the boss that you want to work the
shifts I work. I don't think it'll be a problem. Once we can both
move, I'm almost there now myself, I'll finally get around to showing
you that surprise I mentioned. I want to give you something in
exchange for what you just gave me.”
    After a few minutes Blake stood up. He
noticed that her hands were still exactly where he had pinned them.
    “Sorry, you can move your hands
again. I didn't think that you'd still have have them there after we
were done.”
    “Apologizing again, you don't
need to. Of course they're still there, you ordered me to keep them
there. They can stay there all night with me lying here like this if
that's what you want.”
    Blake was momentarily taken aback. He
hadn't realized, intellectually, the power that she had given him
over her but this one simple thing reinforced it.
    “I'm only apologizing because I
didn't think of it sooner. I didn't mean to leave your arms stuck in
that position, it was an oversight on my part. Feel free to ask me if
a command should still hold if in the future it appears that I may
have forgotten about it.”
    “Yes Master, I'll do that if it's
a problem. Now, you had a surprise for me?”
    After a quick stop in the bathroom for
some cleanup, Blake led her to the second floor room he had neglected
to show her before. Opening the door revealed an entire room, whose
walls were lined with bookshelves set perpendicular to the wall. He'd
originally started with bookshelves mounted on the walls but had run
out of space and converted it over. His library currently contained
something along the lines of twelve thousand books and he had space
for at least a couple thousand more.
    Courtney's jaw dropped as he escorted
her into the room. When he showed her that they were filed by genre
and by author's name within each genre and that the end of each
bookcase held a sheet that showed every book in that case, he would
swear that she almost orgasmed again.
    “Feel free to pull any of them
out to read if you like, just try to get them back into the same slot
when you're done, okay?”
    “Master... Master...”
Courtney's voice faded away into sobs.
    Blake instinctively grabbed her and
pulled her into a hug. Trying to console a sexy, naked woman with
full body contact would've been a problem if she hadn't already
drained him dry twice today. Eventually she stopped sobbing.
    “What's wrong Courtney? Why the
tears