“Wouldn’t want to set you up to fail.Except you like it when I do.”
The amusement clear in Zee’s tone rang around the room, setting off a spark of anticipation that heated her blood.
A poker-hot shiver raced down Ella’s spine as she leaned her head against Zee’s flat stomach.
Zee gathered her hair in a fist, pulled her head to him.
Her mouth went dry at the heat in his gaze and she shivered as he cupped her nape and kissed her deeply, until her nipples drew tight and she got a bit dizzy staring up at him from that angle, laughing she pushed away.
“Oh, you’re greeting me now?That’s a fun change.”Ella got the words out even though heat climbed up her neck.
Zee cocked an eyebrow at her.
“What I wanted to do, slave, was sneak behind you, bend you over this piano bench like this-” He planted his hands on either side of her waist, guiding her up, then he pressed his hand on her back until she folded over in half.
“And have my way with you.That’s exactly what I am going to do for your failed greeting.”
His steely voice made her pussy throbbed with need and she laughed.
“Yes, Master.”
Giving Zee the control to use her, however, whenever he wanted, was one part about their power exchange that Ella loved the most.
“Good girl,” he arranged her a little more, so she was up on her tiptoes, her fingertips grazing the floor.
“Get that skirt on your back and spread for me, girl.”
The command in his voice had her obeying, flipping her skirt up kind of awkwardly so she didn’t lose balance and fall on her face.
Zee’s low chuckle confirmed he liked seeing her struggle, enjoyed putting her in this debasement.
Her cheeks flamed because she still found it embarrassing, no matter how often she was in this position.
Half of her wanted to flee, to run somewhere and lock herself behind a closed door; the other part of herself wanted to throw herself at Zee and beg him to do more to her.
But this is what her Dom had asked for, and Ella obeyed, grabbing her ass cheeks and pulling them wide.
A cool breath of air caressed her skin, making her shiver with anticipation.
Her heart raced as she felt the weight of his body press against hers, the firm outline of his thighs against her ass sending waves of heat through her.
She swallowed when she heard Zee’s belt buckle loosen and felt the weight of his thighs against her ass.
“Now that’s the slutty sight I love,” he brought his palm down hard on her ass.
Her pulsed race wildly.
“Yes Sir!”The warmth of his palm spread and she closed her eyes on the delicious swell of pain.
“Now move for me a little,” Zee guided her so her hips came off the bench a little.
When he nudged her legs open, Ella felt her juices leak between her thighs.
“Perfect.”
And then he spanked her again, the crack of his hand loud in the room, causing her to jump, the pain flooding her bottom.
“Sir!”Ella cried out as he spanked her again, heat flaring across her ass.
