And Ill be punished for making you explain this, wont I?
He considered her for a moment, lips pursed grimly. If you decide to stay, yes.
A tremor of excited fear made her belly clench. Though she wasnt looking for punishment; she was looking for understanding. It was not Jons to give.
How would you punish me? she wondered.
He thought a moment more. Id probably fist your ass.
She shrunk back wearing her disgust and fear across her face.
Dont tempt me. I might just change my plans and do it now.
She stared him downhe had a very good stare that could normally roust the villains in her wavering slave psyche and turn her into a puddle of sensuous submission. But the effect was suddenly, unexpectedly, missing.
I dont think so, she said cautiously, knowing that she was
