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skin flexed as he lifted himself in and out of her. Sweat formed on his skin, and his particular smell caught her nose. Unchecked and ready, she came, bucking with the intensity as his thumb rubbed harder and harder.
    “Argh!” she yelled out, and he gagged her cries with his mouth while he ejaculated into her.
     
    ***
     
    Jason rolled off his wife. Her legs flopped down, and she lay perfectly still. Resting on his elbows, Jason gave Enrique a small nod, and the other man left.
    Jason knew two facts about his wife: she didn’t like surprises and, once she accepted a situation, she was amazingly pliable. The first didn’t bother him as he liked the way she’d tensed up when she caught sight of Enrique—her sudden onset of embarrassed humiliation thrilled a man like Jason. Once she accepted their watcher wouldn’t be going, she had acquiesced and relaxed.
    Some of the scenes he had in mind would depend on Gemma being able to cope with being watched, while others would need greater compliance from her, even blind obedience. Halfway through day one and his lovely wife had given him a very enjoyable sexual interlude.
    “Say what’s on your mind?” He ran a finger down her arm until it reached the back of her hand. Once there, he drew patterns with the tip of his finger. She flinched slightly, but didn’t withdraw.
    “Did you ask Enrique to be here?” She bit her lip.
    “Yes. I want you to get used to Enrique and Maria being present when we have sex. It pleases me. You shouldn’t feel self-conscious or ashamed by what we do. They know my tastes and style. I have employed them on previous cruises when I brought experienced subs with me.”
    Gemma said nothing about his reference to his hedonistic days as a fledging millionaire.
    “I know you struggle with exhibiting,” continued Jason. “Though why, I can’t understand. In Roman times, slaves and servants would typically stand by and watch their masters have sex. It should make you feel privileged. Our staff will wait until we finish and provide suitable aftercare for the both of us.” He held up the glass of water. “See?”
    “Aftercare. You look after me, Sir.” Her voice wobbled.
    He put his glass down and drew her into his arms. Seeing her unravel always unsettled him. The change in roles from vanilla husband to masterful Dominant had been more dramatic than usual, and her air of vulnerability gave him mixed feelings. Her apparent reliance on him, along with her need for assurances, kept his sadist side at bay, tempered and controlled. However, her need in her to seek his comfort and pacifying words empowered him.
    “Babe, I meant physical. Baths, massages, manicures. I will always take care of your emotional aftercare. I would never abandon you if you couldn’t cope. I told you that when we first started as Dom and sub together. Don’t hide from me, Gem.” He bolstered her with a kiss.
    “Last night. After. I didn’t know if you would be there for me. Maria was kind to me. I’m sorry. I’m not convinced…. I need considerable aftercare, and you didn’t…if I..... Jason, I can’t be what you want me to be over the next three weeks if you toss me away. Maria can’t replace you when my emotions are raw and frayed,” she whispered into his chest.
    “I know, babe. Don’t be afraid of me. I couldn’t bear it if you were afraid to talk to me. I used you hard last night, but you were willing and so keen once you gave in. The look on your face told me when I came in your mouth. I had to control you, discipline you. Make you become the submissive I need you to be for me. Are you ready for me now? Ready to please me unconditionally?”
    “Oh, yes. I’m willing. You have my submission fully now. I’m starting to enter into the spirit of our agreement. Please be patient with me. You are a demanding Master. Maria reminded me Doms are exacting. I will try hard not to sulk if you ask me to do something I don’t like. I suspect you’re going to