Free Master Class by Cassandra Carr

figuring with her typical reticence to talk about herself, he’d have to get the conversation going.
    “How do you feel today? Good?”
    Lisette giggled. “Most of me does. But my ass is not on board with the ‘feeling good’ plan.”
    “Oh?”
    “No.”
    She sounded like she was pouting, and Ryan tried to decide if he should let her get away with it. Probably not. That didn’t seem very Dom-y.
    “You asked for the spanking.”
    “I know.”
    “And you suffered the consequences. You know if you’re getting spanked, you’re not in control unless you safe word.”
    “I know.”
    He sighed. “I know…what?”
    “I know, sir.”
    “You haven’t called me sir once during this conversation. I think we will need to have a review session first thing next time.”
    Her tone immediately softened. “Yes, sir. I have a question, please, sir.”
    “Yes?”
    “Am I allowed to put some aloe vera lotion on? I’m still pretty red.”
    “Do you think you should be allowed to?” He sensed it drove her nuts when he turned things back on her, much like it did when he used the same tactic with his students.
    “Just this time, sir? I’m running errands all day, getting in and out of my car—”
    “What’s it worth to you?”
    “Sir?”
    “What’s it worth to you? Surely I should be rewarded for the kind gesture if I allow this.”
    “Oh, of course, sir. What would you like?”
    “I didn’t ask that. We really need to work on this propensity to not answer my questions.”
    “Yes, sir.”
    He was barely holding in a snicker at her pretty-much constant use of “sir” now.
    “So?”
    “How about a blowjob, sir?”
    “I think you can do better than that. Look, I’ll let you off the hook. If you want aloe vera, wear a plug on Saturday. Put it in after you shower in the morning, take it out for a few hours to let your ass rest, and then insert it again before you come to the club. I’ll spank you with it in, and then take it out and fuck your red, hot, spanked ass.”
    Looking down, he was surprised he hadn’t creamed his jeans. That image was fucking erotic.
    “If you’d like that, sir, sure.”
    “Do you own a plug?”
    “No, sir.”
    “I’ll get you one and drop it off. Maybe I’ll make it a vibrating plug,” he purposely murmured but didn’t miss her answering moan. “Guess you’ll have to wait and see.”
    “Yes, sir.”
    “I’ll let you go lotion up that delectable ass I’m very much looking forward to getting inside. Are you in town this week? I’ll call in a few days.”
    “I’m in town all week. I look forward to it, sir.”
    “See you.”
    He hung up and smiled into his coffee. Yes, he’d definitely found his home with these people. Though the right choice to make didn’t always come naturally like it did for Jack, he couldn’t expect it to. Jack had years of experience being a Dom under his belt. Ryan laughed at the expression, considering what Doms did with their belts. He’d have to tell his friend that Lisette had called him a bastard. Might be fun to watch his reaction.

Chapter Five
    The end of the week couldn’t come soon enough for Ryan. His students were getting stressed-out over their midterm scores and antsy about Thanksgiving vacation, which was coming up the next week. He hadn’t been able to finish grading yet, seeing as each exam was about fifteen pages of solid writing, and all week they’d been bugging him, asking if the scores were done. Because he felt guilty about not handing back their tests yet, he stayed in his office late so he wouldn’t be tempted by other things. As a consequence, he had only spoken with Lisette twice.
    Ryan found himself excited to see her. He actually missed her. Missed her smile, her laugh, her flirtatious looks, and that killer, killer body. He missed how she challenged him while mostly retaining her submissive role. Shit, he really fucking missed her. What did that mean?
    By the time Saturday came, he was constantly hard, and it