He sat on the table, drawing her back against his warm chest. His right hand cupped her breast, raising it.
Her heart pounded. “Larsinc,” she whispered in protest.
Mistress May swabbed her pink nipple, and then with a sharp pricking sensation pierced it.
Giss stiffened, sucking in a breath, but when she tried to move, she couldn’t. Her back pressed against the solid presence of Larsinc.
“Good girl,” he murmured, releasing her right breast as the healer locked the ring closed with a little pinch.
“That hurt!” Giss said.
“It’s a good thing there’s only one more,” he said, gripping her left breast.
She held her breath as the left nipple was also adorned with the symbol of his ownership. Both nipples throbbed for several moments, but Mistress May smiled.
“Very, very nice. They’ll be a bit tender today, but the ring’s so delicate she’ll heal quickly, and they’ll be ready to be played with by tomorrow or the next day.”
Linc stood and moved in front of her. Her face flushed at his scrutiny. “I like it a lot,” he announced.
“And that’s what matters,” she retorted.
He flashed her a smile and then kissed her, slow and deep. “No petulance,” he said, brushing a thumb over her lip.
“Eco’s asked that you allow her to have some cage time to rest and to work on her frame of mind,” the healer said.
Giss wrinkled her nose.
Linc nodded.
“Linc! No!”
“Dead realms, she’s bold. Very, very much in need of some submissive cage time.”
Larsinc caught her chin in his hand. “Behave yourself,” he said sternly.
She gave him a mutinous look.
“I rather think some rough anal punishment is in order, too. Ginger and then a large plug? Eco would be happy—”
Gissandre’s brows shot up, her body rigid with alarm.
“No. She’s strong-willed, but I enjoy that. If she misbehaves, call me. I’ll punish her,” Larsinc said, his voice warrior hard.
The doctor held out her hands in surrender. “She seems to have quite a bit of influence over what you agree to. In a place like this, that doesn’t reflect well on anyone.”
Linc shrugged. “She’s been through an ordeal recently.”
“All the more reason to introduce order and discipline into her routine. It can be very calming.”
Linc cocked his head. “Many kinds of training do help refocus the mind. It can help a troubled mental state. I’ve seen it.” He stroked his chin and nodded at Giss. “You’ll work on that, pet. Let’s see how well your focus is on pleasing me.”
Giss wrinkled her nose at the idea, and the corners of his mouth quirked up.
“Doctor, you’d better send a ginger root and a punishment plug to my suite. In case I get a bad report.”
Gissandre tilted her head.
“Does she know what those are for, I wonder?”
