Chapter Ten
Taking Chances
Most nights when Victoria Savitch was in her office as Paige was cleaning, Paige could expect the woman to summon her for what quickly became a ritual of punishment and pleasure. Punishment for Paige. Pleasure for Victoria. Which, for some odd reason, the woman in charge believed was as pleasurable for the pretty blonde with the avid tongue as it was for her. After Victoria’s body lunged into a powerful climax and she was ready to dismiss her, there was always a conspiratorial smile as if the s****l pleasure had been mutual.
“And how’s my little p***y-slave tonight, hum?” Victoria actually asked Paige one night.
Seeing the woman turn off her collar, Paige answered back. “Just fine, ma’am.”
“And your come?”
“My orgasm?”
“Yes, how was it?”
“I’m afraid that
