11.1

It’s this or charge across the room and ravish her on the floor. I’m barely in control of myself. My gaze darts over her, taking in every inch of creamy flesh. I follow a bead of water as it rolls down her chest, soaking into the towel, barely covering the swell of her tits.

Will she run?Part of me hopes she does. I’d chase her down, and fuck her hard against the floor, just to teach her a lesson. She only hesitates a moment before taking the first step. That’s the hardest part, taking the first step into the unknown. But it’s not really the unknown that gets you; it’s the fear of leaving what you know, what you understand.

Now she’s mine.

She’s made her decision.

She chose to obey, and now she is mine.

“What I really came here for was to punish you,” I murmur as she crosses the room and stumbles over her feet at the announcement. “Don’t worry. That’s not what’s on my mind now.”

“What is?” Her voice cracks, matching the fear in her eyes.

“Come here, and I’ll show you.”

Somehow, she tr