Page 13 of Silver

“You will address me reverently at all times. Yes, Sir, and no, Sir. It will help you settle into the mindset that I own you. You live to please me. When you disobey me, I will punish you. When you’re a good girl, I will reward you.”

I can’t slow my breathing. It feels like I’ve run a mile in under three minutes. My traitorous body is pulsing. I’ve never been so turned on in my life.

He pauses in front of me and reaches out to thumb one of my nipples.

I sway toward him involuntarily.

He smiles. I don’t think he does that often. “Your body is fucking fantastic. I enjoy looking at it. You will spend a lot of time naked because it pleases me.”

“Yes, Sir.”

How will I get any homework done if he keeps me this horny all the time? And I didn’t miss the compliment. He’s deadly serious. It’s heady knowing he finds me so attractive.

“From now on, you don’t do anything without my instruction or permission. Is that understood?”

“Yes, Sir.” Every time I utter those two words, my pussy drips. Am I really that submissive?

He drops his hand to my pussy and gives my pubic hair a tug, shocking me. “I want this gone. Climb onto the bed. Lie on your back. Spread your legs.”

He leaves me standing here, dumbfounded, as he marches into the bathroom. For a moment, I don’t move. I’m too stunned. What the hell is he going to do?

Suddenly, I rush to obey him. I don’t want to start this morning by pissing him off. I’m not sure what he intends to do to punish me, but I’m not sure my ass can take another spanking this soon. It’s still so sore that I winced getting out of bed.

After scurrying to his bed, I climb up and follow his instructions. I’m beyond embarrassed. This is so humiliating. Especially the fact that he will see my arousal coating my thighs. I can’t contain it.

He returns with a razor, a cup of water, a washcloth, a can of shaving cream, and a towel. After setting them on the nightstand, he pats my hip. “Lift your bottom, Daphne.”

I dig my heels in to do his bidding, letting him slide the towel under me.

“You’ll quickly learn I’m extremely Type A. I like things in their place. That will include your things. If you get sloppy, I’ll punish you.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Hold your legs open with your hands on your inner thighs.”

I’m going to faint.

“How many men have seen you naked, Daphne?”

“None,” I whisper.

“Good girl. Let’s keep it that way. The only person who sees your tits, pussy, and ass is me.”

“Yes, Sir.” That’s easy to agree to. I have no desire to let anyone else see me naked. I already can’t believe that had been my plan last night.

I arch off the bed when he drags a finger through my folds. “You’re soaked. Is this all for me?”

“Yes, Sir,” I mumble.

Silver holds my gaze as he brings that finger to his mouth and sucks my juices off it.

I blush clear to my hairline. How erotic. Any doubt I had about him being physically attracted to me has long gone.

He lowers his gaze to my pussy and gives my hair a tug again. “This is an experiment. These dark curls are sexy as fuck, but I want to see what you look like bare. If I don’t like it, I’ll let it grow back out.”

“Yes, Sir.” He’s so direct. So intense.

“Don’t move while I shave your cunt, Daphne. I don’t want to cut you.”