Free Carrie's Answer by Sierra, VJ Summers Page A

This was his domain, and his obvious ease with the room radiated from him. He was in his element and it showed on his handsome face.
    “You did well at the restaurant.”
    She cast her eyes down as he spoke.
    “Carrie.” His voice was much harsher this time. “You will not look away or down from me, ever. You are to keep your eyes on me always. I want a submissive, not a slave, and as such it’s important that I am always able to see your reaction.”
    When he spoke, she snapped to attention and those beautiful brown eyes gazed straight at him. Carrie had no clue how important it was to him that she always meet his eyes.
    While it was true that he wasn’t looking for a slave and that he needed to gauge her reactions, his need for her attention went much deeper.
    Karen had never met his eyes. With Carrie it had to be different. He felt it deep in his bones. His reaction to her being here, in his home, stirred up feelings he wasn’t prepared to deal with. So rather than try to analyze his own reactions, he was determined to examine every facet of hers.
    “Now strip.” He watched intently as she slipped her filmy black dress over her head. She stood tall and proud before him, her brand-new scarlet lace bra and matching panties exquisite against her pale skin.
    Fuck, she was beautiful, her full breasts stretching the lacy bra. Marcus’ cock pushed hard against the denim of his pants, like it wanted to reach out and stake a claim on this woman. He breathed in deeply, trying to get himself under control. Carrie’s beautiful, curvaceous body was making that impossible.
    “Turn around and bend over for me.” Marcus’ voice was slightly husky this time as she turned around and bent at the waist.
    His palms throbbed with the need to touch her. Standing up, he eased himself over to her, placing both palms against her ass and massaging the firm flesh deeply. Closing his eyes, he rubbed her dewy, soft skin before slowly circling back and forth. He stepped back and pulled a chair around to stand in front of her.
    “Hold onto the chair. It’s time for the rest of your punishment.”
    She immediately complied, which brought a smile to Marcus’ face. He slid her panties down to her knees.
    “Spread your legs as wide as you can, baby,” he whispered, watching in fascination as she widened her stance. His mouth watered at the sight of the red lace tight around her knees, her ass on display for him.
    Marcus placed both hands against her bare ass. Rubbing lightly, he skimmed the surface with the tips of his fingers. When he noticed her legs getting restless, he slid a finger along her slit.
    Marcus marched his fingers to her hard little clit, placing the very tip of one directly below it. He traced circles around it, not quite touching but causing all kinds of sensations to run through her body, as were evidenced by the multitude of goose bumps along her skin.
    “You were a very bad girl today,” he murmured and then smacked her behind. It was more noise than anything else but she jumped, a tiny squeak slipping from between her closed lips. Marcus grinned when her skin became pink with his handprint. It looked perfect there, marking her ass as his.
    “You aren’t allowed to come ever, baby, not unless I give you permission.” Again he landed another blow in a different spot.
    “Do you understand what I am saying to you?” Another spank. Pushing two fingers into her wet entrance, he gave her three more slaps to her ass. She was soaking his hand and Marcus loved it. He wanted her opened wide and dripping and he really fucking wanted to lick her clean.
    He slowly inserted a third finger. It glided effortlessly in and out of her swollen passage. He landed another stinging slap while increasing the speed of his fingers pumping her. She was so close to coming.
    “Tell me what you can’t do.”
    When she hesitated, panting, he landed another smack. Her skin became red faster this time.
    “Come,” she half sobbed. “I