excerpt from i want that one

 
excerpt from i want that one:
Femdom Stories
2008-10-06
"It is illegal to make a free citizen a slave, milady." Armande grinned slyly. "A respectable slave dealer like myself would …"

Lady Jane wrote a figure down. It was twice the asking price of the slave with the bright smile.

Armande’s greedy eyes widened. "Of course, I would certainly be willing to go that extra mile for a client of your caliber."

Lady Jane smiled. "I want him delivered tonight." She turned her back on Armande, dismissing him.

Armande made a sycophantic bow to her, but she barely noticed.

Her attention was all for the clerk. She watched Will go to the bar to get a glass of wine for one of the group of ladies he was serving. Silently, her heels sinking into the heavy carpet, she walked up close behind her new slave.

Will turned with the wine, and bumped into Jane, as she intended, spilling wine on her skirt.

"Oh!" Will said in horror. "I am so sorry, Lady Jane. I didn’t see—“

"Clumsy worm! I will have you beaten."

Will’s chin rose defiantly. "I will, of course, pay for the dry cleaning, but I'm a free man, not a slave to be beaten."

"Oh, but I think you need a good beating." Jane edged closer to him. She leaned close and trapped him against the bar with her hands on either side of his slim hips. Her voice turned seductive. "I think if I stripped off your pants and turned you over my knee right here, you would be so hard that everyone would know exactly what sort of man you are."

Will's breath came a little faster and his cheeks flushed with color. His eyes darted from side to side, no doubt looking for aid or escape.

Lady Jane felt his body pressed against her, responding to her words with a growing firmness. "Get on your knees and beg me to forgive you, or I will have you fired."

Will’s lips tightened with anger and a tinge of fear. "I need this job. I've offered to pay for—“

"I have no need of your money." Jane smiled wickedly. She loved making him sweat. "I want you...on your knees." She whispered the last into his ear, deliberately caressing his neck with her breath.

Will swallowed hard, obviously thinking about it.

"I don't have all day." Jane stepped back from him. She tapped a dainty foot in the strappy high heel sandal that he chose and put on her foot only a few moments ago.

Will swallowed again. His bright eyes traveled down her body. She knew the moment he saw her thigh peeping through the slit in the blue designer dress because his eyes warmed and his breath quickened.

Jane ran her hand up the swell of her hips, tracing a finger along the curve of her waist, over her chest and on up to her lips.

Will's smoky blue-green eyes followed the movement, as she intended.

"Kneel for me and I will ask for you to serve me every time I come here. Don’t kneel for me and your hands will never touch my feet again."

Will’s eyes dropped in shame at being caught taking pleasure in touching her feet. His cheeks colored more brightly. "I am sorry, milady. I didn't mean to do anything improper."

With one finger, Jane lifted his chin to meet her eyes. The connection that sparked between them set her body on fire and quickened the rate of his breathing. "Say it on your knees and I will accept your apology."

Will sank to his knees, eyes never leaving hers, her hand still soft on his chin. "I apologize. Please, forgive me for offending you," he said sincerely.

The sight of him on his knees before her, the look in his eyes, and the breathy sound of passion in his voice were all potent liquor to Jane. She felt a twist in her belly, a stab of sensation, excitement, pleasure, anticipation. Oh, yes. This one was exactly what she was looking for in so many ways.
 



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