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that it’ll just get all fucked up, but my dick leads me straight to her. And maybe my heart. Fucking hell.
    “Hi.” Her smile’s contagious. “I’m looking for the Sexiest Dom Alive. Maybe you could help me find him?”
    “Pretty sure he’s somewhere in the back room. Maybe I can show you the way?”
    “Really? This isn’t just a trick to get me alone, is it? You look a bit like the unsavory sort.”
    “Girls get punished for a lot less than that around here, you realize that, right? Especially gorgeous, sexy ones like you.”
    “Really? Punished? Well, if you put it like that...”
    “You coming, then?”
    She laughs. “Totally.”
    I take her hand, pulling her along. It’s so tiny in mine. Fuck, I haven’t been this eager to play in... well, no idea when, really. She’s in for it tonight.
    “You’ve been a naughty girl, you know.”
    She follows eagerly. “Oh, have I now? What did I do?”
    “Well, for one you didn’t tell me the truth about my visitor this morning.” My arm is yanked as she stops. Her mouth is open halfway, her face flushing.
    “Um...” I love how she chews her lip when she’s nervous. “I... no, guess I didn’t. You found the crullers, huh?”
    “I did. Come on, it’s right over here.” She follows, but reluctantly.
    “So... um, before I let you tie me up and have your way with me... on a scale of one to ten, how pissed are you?”
    I laugh. “Pissed? Not really. Disappointed? A little. Just enough to put you through your paces, but nothing you can’t handle.” I look her right in the eyes. “I think.”
    “Oh.” She fidgets with her hands. No idea if the blush is embarrassment or excitement. Hopefully a little of both, but more than anything, I want the brat.
    “Oh? You’re not going to apologize right away, are you? It’s so much more fun beating it out of you.”
    She grins at that, understanding. “Fuck no. She doesn’t deserve your time. Not my fault you’re too stupid to see it.”
    I pull her close so she’s forced to look up at me, then yank the chopstick out of her hair. “I’m so going to make you fucking regret mouthing off, and you’re going to love every second of it.”
    “Cocky, aren’t you? Compensating for something?” Her eyes sparkle, and her lopsided grin has mischief written all over it.
    “Oh, baby.” I thread my fingers slowly through her hair, gently until I’m cupping the back of her head, then I make a fist, capturing her blond locks with my hand. She squeaks when I yank, forcing her to follow. “This is gonna hurt you a lot more than it’ll hurt me, but it’s for your own good.”
    Our play area is cordoned off, right in the middle of the crowd. I don’t play at these parties often, but when I do, I like to do it right, and I like a good audience. They’re already gathering, like sharks around a sinking lifeboat.
    Once we’re inside, I let her take in our spot. I have cuffs hanging from the ceiling, adjustable to give her a little stretch. There’s a bench I can strap her to, and a rack filled with toys. Not a full dungeon maybe, but more than enough to keep us busy. Her eyes go wide.
    “All this? For me?” She leers at me. “You shouldn’t have.”
    “It was the least I could do.”
    “No, seriously. You shouldn’t have. I can’t imagine you even know what to do with this stuff. These toys are for grownups.”
    “You know your safewords?” I put as much menace into my words as I can.
    She rolls her eyes, making sure I see it. “Yeah, yeah. Yellow for slow down. Red for stop. Blue for your balls. Green for go.”
    “Oh, you don’t decide when we go. I call the shots now.”
    “I think you’re just words. Small words, since I don’t think you can handle the big ones.” She laughs.
    It’s hard to keep my face straight. She’s good, but I’m better. “Take off your clothes.”
    “No.”
    “You have five seconds to start stripping, or I’ll come over there and cut them off you.” I love how her