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I want to throw my head back and scream my pleasure to the roof, but I never take my eyes away from his.
    There is a plea in his eyes and I have no idea how to take it away and let him know that I don’t want to go anywhere else, or do sessions with anyone else. It is him and only him.
    He moves his hand to my clit and begins to circle it with his thumb. I can feel my orgasm coming on strong as he continues to move in and out.
    “Come Luv.”
    That’s all it takes for the dam to break and my orgasm to take over, with his coming not long after. After a moment he pulls out of me and sits me beside him. He gets up and leaves the room to get a cloth to clean us both.
    “Bedtime Luv, let’s go.”
    We go to his room and I slide under the covers. He joins me and wraps me in a bear hug, holding on tight. We fall asleep so close to each other I don’t think a piece of paper would be able to fit between us.
     

Chapter 10
     
    Master B was serious when he said he didn’t want me to be the object of everyone else’s eye. I of course couldn’t go in MMI in my pajamas, but what I am wearing is the most covering thing I have ever seen anyone wear in MMI.
    I have on a pair of black leather pants that are tucked inside my black boots and a top that goes between my breasts and down the middle of my stomach to meet my pants. The only thing it shows is cleavage and the sides of my stomach, my ribs and my back. He attache s a black leather leash to my collar and I walk with my head down. The leash is in no way meant to degrade me or make me seem like a pet, it is meant to show everyone else that I am his.
    It is kind of like a wedding ring that screams Taken, don’t mess with her !
    We walk in and he takes us straight to the bar. It is very evident that he doesn’t want to be here. There is more bothering him than what part of the conversation I walked in on. When we get to the bar he stops and I sit at his feet with my head down my hair falling all around my face. Master B puts his hand in my hair and holds it. He orders himself a drink and me a glass of water. I don’t drink while I am at MMI. Come to think of it, I haven’t drank at all since I had started at MMI.
    We sit at the bar for a while. Master B hands me my glass ever once in a while and I lift my head to take a sip. Then he puts it back on the bar.
    We sit there for so long I begin to wonder why we had come at all. Then someone walks up. I know the voice at once.
    “She has so many clothes on Brandon. Tired of looking at that dreadful body already?” he asks.
    Tears begin to form in my eyes and slide down my cheeks at that sentence alone. It sums up why sessions with Master L had gotten less frequent and why it was just an orgasm for him before sending me off unsatisfied.
    “Landon do carry on with your night and leave us be,” Master B says.
    He has told me I am beautiful many times and hinted that the feelings he is forming are more than your typical Master and sub feelings, but maybe he just knew how Landon felt about me and took pity on me. Maybe he only took me in to have a sub to call his own after not having one for so long. The look in his eyes last night flash in my mind again and I squeeze my eyes shut to clear it and make it go away.
    “I asked for one more session with her and you denied it. Why? It’s not like you can’t do better, Brandon, there are others here. She is trained for my likes and dislikes alone. I should have never allowed her to leave. No one asked for her before. That is why I kept her around for so long.”
    He was right. In all the time that I had started here no one had asked Master L for a session with me. No one had asked to take me as their sub when my contract was up with him.
    Master B stands up and removes his hand from my hair.
    “Let me make this clear to you Landon, we came here tonight because we were asked to be here at least twice a month during our contract, and this is the second time. I just want to hurry up and