Chapter Twenty Eight
Artemis Hobbes
“I exhausted the poor man that first night, and for several nights to follow. Only his c**k was allowed to rest, nestled snugly in its cage, safe from temptation. The key that would free it was tucked away in my nightstand drawer.
He probably found my bottom rather salty. I had showered shortly before he arrived, but leather clothing does make one sweat. While he was kissing his way up from my boots to my ass, I laid down the law for him. I explained that his orgasms would be a rare and special reward in the future; hard won through loyalty and exceptional service. I promised to punish his faults, but warned him that he would also be punished to prevent bad behavior, to remind him of his place, and just because I enjoyed it. I forbade him to look me o
