Controlled by His Voice Box Set (Erotic Romance)

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understand?"
    "Yes, mentor."
    But I still couldn't believe it. I'm in the same room with Tristan Slade. Billionaire entrepreneur. Star of his own reality television show. Thirty-five years old. The most eligible bachelor in America. Notorious womanizer.
    I knew he lived in the Boston area, but I never knew where. Until now.
    "How was your assignment?" he said.
    "Good, mentor," I said.
    "Did you enjoy it?"
    "Yes, mentor."
    "You've been a very good girl. You've done exactly as you've been told. I'm very impressed."
    His deep blue eyes were even more gorgeous in person than on television. His jaw was straight and square, as if it had been carved out of rock. Toned neck muscles. I wanted to dive across the table and sink my teeth into them.
    "Now it's time to give you the release you so crave. Are you ready to come like you've never come before?"
    God yes! Please!
    "Yes, mentor."
    "Turn around, take off your skirt and lean the bottom of your ass on the table."
    The thick glass table was oddly warm.
    "Now take the base of the plug and move it back and forth a little."
    I groaned as I felt it tugging against my exit.
    "Do you know how many nerve endings are in your sphincter muscle and anus?"
    "No, mentor," I said.
    "Millions," he said. "Which was why I laughed when you said you couldn't can't enjoy anal. Today you will learn to feel deep pleasure in your ass. In fact, you will come from anal pleasure alone. Your pussy will not be touched."
    His voice wrapped itself around me in a sultry mix of even tones that communicated directly with my subconscious. That must be it because I felt an orgasm build. But it seemed to originate from the spot I tugged right now.
    "That's it," he said. "Back and forth in little motions. Feel all those nerve endings in your sphincter. They love being massaged. Your ass is a wonderful place. It is a wonderful pleasure center of the human body. A gift to be adored and cherished. Now pull the plug out."
    I tugged harder, triggering a yelp. Shit, is it stuck in there? I tugged even harder. My ass stretched and I became afraid. I'm not used to experiencing this sensation with another person watching.
    Not to mention it's a little painful. But not bad painful. A good kind of painful, if that makes any sense. What makes sense anymore?
    "That's it. You're doing fine. Keep going."
    I tugged some more and gritted my teeth. God, I felt like I was being split right open. At the widest point, I felt a jolt, then relief as the plug came out. I made a silent wish that it was clean. I did everything beforehand to ensure it would be, but you never know.
    I looked behind me at it. Clean. Whew. Then I took it by the base, turned it around and held it up, smiling back at him.
    But he didn't smile. He kept his magnificent stare fixated on me.
    "Now put it back in," he said.
    What? What the fuck? Really?
    The expression on my face must have given me away.
    "Don't doubt me," he said. "You are about to get your reward. Now put it back in."
    I could almost come from his words alone. I noticed I was sweating again. He made a circular twirling motion with his finger and crossed his arms again.
    I turned back around, resuming the ass-on-table position and put the tip of the plug back to my asshole. It slid in much easier this time, although I still squealed at the widest point when it went back in. Again the electrical charge whammed through the wall to my cunt.
    "Now take it out again," he said.
    This time the nerves around my sphincter spasmed in delight as I pulled it out. I shook and felt a full-body shudder. I gripped the table with my left hand.
    "Fuck!" I said.
    "That's it," he said. "Now again... in and out."
    This time was even better. It was like an earthquake in my body, a wall of pleasure that crashed through every organ.
    I wanted to touch my pussy, now on fire and dripping hot trickles down my legs.
    "Do not touch your pussy!"
    Shit, my hand must have been involuntarily headed there.
    "You will come when I say to

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