Free SovereignsChoice by Evangeline Anderson

properly.”
    I sigh. “I still don’t understand why you
need my submission so badly. Is this the way you augment your power?”
    “Something like that but it’s not what you think
at all. This isn’t just for me.”
    I look around. “Are we doing it for someone
else? Are they watching?”
    Aiden laughs. “No, Emma, it’s nothing like
that.”
    “Then what is it like?” I demand.
    He sighs. “I will tell you all in the
fullness of time. For right now, please remove the shirt so we can eat.”
    I can tell he’s not going to let this go.
And he’s already seen me naked last night so this should be no big deal. But
somehow it is, it really is. It’s much harder to take off my clothes in
the broad light of day than it was to slip them off last night in the warm,
forgiving lamplight of the bedroom.
    I unbutton the shirt slowly, trying to put
off the moment of complete nudity. Aiden watches me, his gaze roaming over my
body as more and more of me is revealed.
    “Lovely,” he growls softly when I reach the
last button and the shirt hangs open around me. He pushes back from the table
and beckons to me. “Come here, Emma.”
    Not knowing what else to do, I come to him
and stand where he indicates, right between his legs. He’s so tall that, though
he’s sitting and I’m standing, we’re still eye to eye. “Master?” I whisper softly,
hoping to appease him, wondering what he’s going to do.
    “So beautiful. Such full breasts.” He palms
one of my breasts gently and thumbs the nipple until it’s a stiff little peak. I
have to bite back a moan—Goddess, his touch sets me on fire. “I love the way
you look like this, with your nakedness framed in crimson,” Aiden murmurs,
cupping the other breast and giving it the same treatment. “I’ll tell you what,
Emma…”
    “What?” I whisper as he continues to stroke
and tease my breasts. He seems to like pinching my nipples until I gasp and then
circling their aching peaks until I moan.
    “I’ll let you keep the shirt on,” he
murmurs, looking up at me. “As long as you keep it open, just as it is now, and
don’t try to hide your body from me. I want to see you every minute—looking at
you is a visual feast.”
    No one has ever said anything even remotely
like this to me before. I’m stunned for a moment but then I realize this is the
best deal I’m going to get. I’d better take it quickly. “Yes.” I nod. “Yes Master,
that would be nice.”
    “Very nice,” he murmurs. “But I’m afraid
you’ll still have to be punished for disobeying me.”
    “What? But I thought we had a deal,” I
protest.
    He frowns. “A deal you forcedme to
make when you came out here dressed instead of nude, as I required. That kind
of manipulation from a submissive is called ‘topping from the bottom’ and I
won’t have it.”
    “Wh-what are you going to do to me?” I ask.
“Bend me over your knee and spank me again?” I’m ashamed to admit the thought
of that, of being held down and punished by him, is making my pussy wet.
Goddess, what’s wrong with me?
    “Nothing would give me more pleasure,”
Aiden growls, his gray eyes flashing silver for a moment. “But I have much to
do today and I’m already running behind.” He looks at the heavy gold Rolex on
his wrist and frowns. “However,” he looks up, “I dohave a means of
punishment here that I think will be appropriate.”
    Before I can ask what it is, he is pulling
what look like two little alligator clips from his pocket. They have black
rubber tips and are attached with a length of fine gold chain, which coils in
his palm like a pet snake.
    “What are those?” I ask, looking at the
clips apprehensively.
    “You’ll see soon enough. Come here.” He
beckons for me to get closer, which I do, even though it puts my breasts right
in his face.
    Aiden doesn’t seem to mind in the least. He
palms one of my heavy breasts and sucks the nipple gently into his mouth. I
gasp as he takes me into his wet