A man's heavy sigh made her insides tighten in anticipation, as an all too familiar scent enveloped her.
Her brattiness often landed her in trouble, but usually didn’t warrant his intervention.
She swallowed past the lump of apprehension in her throat as his booted feet appeared in her vision. His ever present riding crop tapped against his leg in an even, controlled staccato…
The more annoyed Master was the slower the taps of that crop against his legs, and that swish seemed to almost slow to a crawl the longer he stood silently watching her.
Another sigh sent her heartrate into overdrive. Lily gasped when he ran the end of his crop over her nipples, then up to her chin, nudging her head up.
The disapproval in his dark eyes hurt, and she blinked away useless tears. While Master could make any submissive cower in a corner with that look, he never looked at Lily like that. His expression softened slightly, as he held her gaze and swiped her silent tears away with his fingers.
"There's a better way to get my attention, pet."
"I know, Sir. I'm sorry, but I was jealous."
"Silly, girl, you know I'm yours."
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