She had been hugging herself and shuddering through this speech. She looked up suddenly. “You mean…”
I grinned wolfishly. “I’m going to f**k every hole in your body, sweetheart.”
She was silent for a long time, no doubt weighing the physical and psychic dangers of her fantasy coming true. Lust won. It always does. She nodded. “Very well.”
I slapped the desktop, startling her. “Wrong answer. Try again.” I used a level tone that carried more menace than a shout would have.
“Sorry!” She was suddenly completely in character. “Yes, Mistress.” The line was spoken without irony.
I finished my drink and stood to leave. At the door, I paused and looked back, seeing her, not as a self-assured woman, but as the child she had once been.
“Your safe word is ‘mercy’. Don’t forget it, and don’t use
