Suppressed (EDITED)

Chapter 2

"Can you get this for me?"

I turned at the request and smiled when I located the source. "Anything for you." I reached out to assist with the string of her halter top and tightened it with a bow. "Is it busy out there, tonight?"

She shook her head. "Not as busy as it should be."

"I guess the Dominate craze has finally died down."

"Not that it helps me or anything." She rolled her eyes. "I need those tips."

"Haley, you could get any man out there you want and get him to pay for it all."

She shook her head. "You already know that's not what I'm here for." She smiled. "And not everyone can be the boss out there in the real world."

I shrugged. "It's not all it's cracked up to be."

I turned back to my mirror and fixed the mask over my eyes before sliding my hands over the red latex body suit.

This is going to be a bitch to get out of.

"Are you starting to get bored?"

I looked back at Haley. "Is it that obvious?"

She smirked. "I've got something for you when you're done."

"The same something as last time?" I asked, reaching out for her hand and pulling her close to me.

She bit her lip and I could feel her breathing increase. "You already know I can't resist you." She smiled. "But that's not what I'm talking about, this time."

I smiled back at her and gave her a peck on the cheek before letting her go. "Time to go to work."

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I slapped the riding crop against his thigh in one quick downward motion.

"What did I tell you about wasting my time?"

He groaned against the pain and closed his eyes. "I am not supposed to waste your time, Mistress." He replied. "I am to be punished if I waste your time."

I looked down at him, feeling my nipples get hard as I stood there naked and ready to show him where he had me fucked up. "How many minutes was I here waiting for you, toy?"

He was attempting to catch his breath instead of answering me and I slammed the flat part of the crop against the same place on his thigh.

I saw that it was becoming red and that fact just excited me more.

"Ten minutes, Mistress!" he yelled. "Just ten minutes!"

"And you believe that even ten minutes of my time isn't precious?" I asked. "Am I on your time now?"

"No, Mistress, you are not on my time." He huffed. "I'm on your time."

I grinned and walked around the bed.

I had forgone the restraints, since it had hit too close to home after the daydream I had that morning, but I made him pretend. Somehow making them pretend was even more satisfying. It also allowed me to...

I saw him raise his forearm just slightly and I let the riding crop slap the inside of it with a loud wack. "I don't think you're able to move that much with those restraints on!"

He grunted and attempted to keep his limbs as stiff as he could while holding them taught as if I had tied them to the four poster. "No mistress, I can't move unless I'm told."