"I was waiting for you to request something perverse - something I wouldn't do to you," I explained. I punctuated that by pulling her shirt aside and biting down on her shoulder strong enough to leave deep indentations on her flesh.
"Aha!" she yelped. She still wasn't making the connection - how incredibly stubborn of her.
"Do you doubt my bravery?" She didn't respond, so I bit into and worried her left earlobe. "Do you doubt my dedication to the Host?"
"No," she moaned. "You are an excellent warrior."
"So we both agree I have earned the right to take you as my captive," I teased her.
"This is why I find your insolence to be so confusing," I kept up my routine. "It is almost as if you would rather be bound, whipped, beaten, spanked, bitten, lashed, covered with hot wax, blindfolded, a
