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they were at eye level. "Don't. Make. A
sound."
    He
dipped down and took a puckered nipple into his mouth.
    She bit
on her lips, but something did rise up through her throat. A small,
longing keen that he heard. He immediately stopped and looked up at
her, pinching her other nipple in punishment.
    She
jumped at the sudden pain that felt strangely good. Melody knew she
had clients into some forms of pain during sex, but, as she'd never
tried it herself, she'd never seen the appeal.
    It
wasn't all that bad.
    "Listen
to me," Dex demanded.
    Melody
blinked, realizing he'd been speaking as she was caught up in her
thoughts. "Yes, Master?"
    "No more
sounds, or I stop and go right to sleep."
    Melody
bristled in panic. "You can't do that! It's against your
nature!"
    A stag
refusing sex? Was that even possible?
    "My
nature?" Dex asked.
    He was
still playing the game. She needed to get herself together if they
were going to do this. "My nature, Master," she corrected. "You
can't leave me like this, I'll die."
    A little
over the top, but having him leave her like this definitely
wouldn't make her day.
    Dex
smiled. "Do you want pleasure, little doe?"
    He
cupped her breast, kneading it in his palm, and just like that he
was inside her head. He was touching her breast, and nothing else,
but those invisible hands were back, lifting what remained of her
dress, sensuously stroking her thighs, rubbing her through her
panties, pushing them out of the way, touching her wet folds and
petting her curls.
    They
stopped.
    "I asked
you a question," Dex said.
    "Yes,
yes I want pleasure!" She reached out to grab his hands and put
them where she needed them, but he pulled back.
    "Calm
yourself, doe. I won't touch you if you aren't calm."
    Jesus
Christ, she was going to smack him. Her anger quickly left her,
however, as her body put more focus on the unbearable ache she
felt, the toe curling need to be brought to orgasm.
    Melody
forced her hands down to her sides, doing her best to not even
allow the flesh of her arms to rub against her flesh, as that alone
was shiver inducing at the moment.
    Melody
did something she never before in her life did. She begged for sex.
"I'm sorry, Master. Please touch me." She stood as straight as she
could when she said it, putting her shoulders back and thrusting
out her awaiting breasts for his mouth.
    She was
sure none of her clients ever played games like this.
    Dex took
the hint and wrapped his mouth around the budding nipple, gently
biting down with his teeth. Melody made no noise save for the
breathy exhales she couldn't help, and that was enough of a
challenge.
    Luckily
he didn't seem to be paying much mind to that part of this game
anymore.
    "What do
you have in your panty drawer?"
    She
blinked and looked down. "What?"
    His
hands were on her hips, her nipple, still puckered and wet from his
saliva, so close to his mouth. "Your underwear drawer. You wear no
bras, I'm curious about the panties you wear."
    She
blushed as he slid his hands under her dress, lifting it up and
around her hips so that it was now entirely bunched up against her
middle.
    His
touch, God his touch was so good.
    He was
on his knees now, not altogether realistic to their game if he was
still acting as the handler, but she wouldn't complain. He was so
close to her vagina now, his eyes studying the white cotton thong
she wore.
    Melody
blushed harder as it dawned on her that he was likely staring right
at the wet patch that was there, right above her slit.
    "Plain
Jane, you are," he said.
    "I
don't—" anything she was about to say was cut off as he put his
mouth over her, pressing a kiss to her panties, her wet,
soaking...
    "Ugh!"
She nearly fell backwards, but Dex grabbed her by the waist and
held on until she stood steady.
    "Do you
want me to do that again?"
    "Yes!"
she yelled.
    "Good,"
Dex's tongue darted out, and he licked a trail up her
panties.
    They
were definitely going to have to come off.
    "Get out
of that dress and go get changed."
    No,