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“You were a naughty boy,” I pressed my breasts to his chest and purred into his ear.

“I'm sorry, my lady.”

“Not good enough!” I snapped. “Get down on your hands and knees!”

He did as I said; bending over and getting on all fours. I walked around him; smacking his ass as I went, and he shivered with each strike. His cock was rock-hard; pulling his balls up with the silk.

“Beg for my forgiveness,” I growled.

“Please forgive me,” he cried immediately. “I'm sorry I said that I was your master. I'm not; you are my mistress; I swear it.”

“That's better.” I stopped before him and spread my legs. “You may lick me once.”

“Thank you,” he whimpered and lifted his head to my pussy.

His hands went to my hips, and he slid his tongue up me in a slow lick. Trenton groaned; his cock twitching more. But still, he tried to lick me again.

“Just once!” I pushed him back.

Trenton fell onto his back, and I straddled him. I positioned myself over his thighs and stroked his cock; making him moan before I slowly undid the bow. His erection sprang free, and Trenton gave a relieved cry.

“Thank you, my lady,” he whispered.

“You're welcome,” I said graciously and then headed to the lake. “Come along, Trenton.”

“Yes, my lady.” He hurried after me. “Shall I carry you into the water?”

“Yes.” I stopped in the shallows and let him pick me up.

Trenton carried me into the deep water as I nuzzled his neck; breathing deeply of his masculine scent. When we were in waist-high water, he held me out from him to float. I sighed and laid back in the cool weightlessness; my breasts breaking the surface as I spread my arms out. Trenton lowered his lips to a nipple and started to lave at it with his hot tongue. I enjoyed it for a moment, and then pushed him away and slipped out of his hands. I swam to the center of the lake, and he followed me. As Trenton approached, the sunlight caught his bright hair, and I was struck by his beauty. I suddenly wanted to know more about him than what was on the surface and what we shared together.

“Trenton, have you ever visited Earth?” I asked softly.

“Yes, when I was younger,” he blinked in surprise at my question. “Why do you ask?”

The conversation seemed to be a time-out, and Trenton relaxed into his normal self. Oddly enough, the real Trenton was neither an arrogant prince nor a willing slave. He was just a regular guy trying to find peace with the impotent power he had. A prince had influence and wealth, but it was Trenton's sister who held the reins. It did a number on him—his near-rule—and I think it was what gave him a desire to be dominated. He wanted to truly be helpless so that he could appreciate the limited power he had. But beneath it all, Trenton craved neither power or helplessness; he just wanted to be a man who lived his life simply.

“Did you like it there?” I asked another question instead of answering him.

“It's crowded and dirty,” he said thoughtfully. “But there are some beautiful places left on Earth; places not completely tainted by mankind.”

“Yeah, we're cruel to our world,” I admitted. “But, as you said, there are still a few good places left. Have you ever considered living there?”

“On Earth?” He asked in surprise.

“You're not happy here,” I said gently as I slipped into his arms. “On Earth, you wouldn't have to be a prince or a slave.”

Trenton blinked and then frowned. He laid his forehead on mine and tightened his hold on me. I could feel his heart beating faster against my chest.

“How do you see right to the heart of me, Riley?” He asked softly. “My sister doesn't notice my unhappiness; or, if she does, she thinks it's sexual. She thinks everything can be cured with sex.”

“That seems to be a very Fey attitude,” I teased him.

Trenton leaned back and smiled at me. “You're a remarkable woman. I think I...” he swallowed roughly and started over. “I have feelings for you; feelings beyond desire. And they confuse me. I barely know you.”

“But I know you,” I whispered before I kissed him softly. “And sometimes you love someone simply because they know and accept who you are.”

“Love,” he whispered. “That's not something I'd ever hoped to find.”