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to try and modify it now.
She hadn't planned to have to discipline Alex so much tonight, but
the look still fit. At any rate, if all else failed, she
could always step
up her dominance game.
    Thus satisfied, she at last took the collar from the
nightstand and headed back out to the living room, licking her lips
in anticipation.
    The sight struck her unexpectedly strongly, like a jolt down
her spine and straight to her cunt. Alex was kneeling with his legs
spread wide apart, his head bowed, his arms folded so tightly
behind his back he might as well already be bound. His cock was
standing even thicker and taller than before, something she would
not have believed without seeing it, and his breathing was ragged.
But he did not look up at her approach. He hadn't been instructed
to.
    What a good boy.
    "I see you can still follow some orders," she said, carefully
keeping the warmth from her voice. Neither of them would be
satisfied if she let up on him now. Alex flinched a little, but
nodded. That hadn't been an order or a question, so he didn't
speak.
    "Lift your head so I can put the collar on."
    "Yes, Mistress," he whispered, and did so.
    His skin was surprisingly cold to the touch as she buckled the
collar around his neck, and alabaster-white. She wondered if all
the blood in his body had gone to that glorious cock, flushed a
deep purplish-red against the white flesh of his belly. He met her
eyes as she lingered over him, and for a moment she couldn't bear
to break that shared gaze. He just looked... so sweet, so
vulnerable. She could hardly wait to make him scream.
    Then she took her hands away, and stood. He still watched her
every move, excited and anxious.
    "Here's how it's going to be," she said firmly. "You've been
very naughty, Alexander - your Mistress was very disappointed to
see that you weren't wearing your collar tonight."
    "Yes, Mi--" he started, and she slapped him. He let out a
small cry, and bowed his head quickly in apology.
    "Do not interrupt your Mistress when she is speaking to
you."
    He nodded, once.
    "Now - as I was saying, you need to be punished. I will give
you twenty lashes with the short whip. You will count them out, and
you will thank your Mistress for taking the time to give you the
discipline you need."
    Alex's breath was short. He nodded fervently. "Y-Yes,
Mistress."
    She smiled as she reached into her purse, taking out the
aforementioned whip and their usual leather cuffs. "However... I
can see that you're sorry, and you have been trying to be a good
boy for me. Your efforts haven't gone unnoticed,
Alexander."
    "Mistress...?"
    Draping the cuffs over her arm for a moment, Jen tested the
whip against her hand. Still reasonably soft. It'd need some
maintenance after this session, but she was fairly sure it wouldn't
hurt him unduly tonight. Just because a vampire had greater
endurance and healing capability than a human, didn't mean it was
alright to be careless with her sub.
    "If you take your punishment well, and if you please me
sufficiently afterwards--" that was a last-minute addition, but she
was so wet from the sight of him and the idea of what she was about
to do to him, she suddenly had no desire to pass this night without
partaking of his cock "-- then I will permit you a little treat.
You're looking a little pale already, Alexander. Do you want to
eat?"
    His eyes widened, and he nodded, hesitantly, as if he wasn't
sure whether it was a trap. "Yes... just a little bit,
Mistress..."
    "Then I will trust you to take just a little bit - if I think
you deserve it," Jen said decisively. She cracked the whip in the
air once. "Don't disappoint me tonight, pet."
    Alex visibly tried to keep the excited grin off his face, and
only half-succeeded. That was so cute she decided not to make up a
reason to punish him for it. "Yes, Mistress!"
    Smiling, Jen crossed around behind him to bind his wrists. The
cuffs, already linked together, clinked softly in the quiet
apartment as she buckled them. She stepped