I stood there naked except for the collar and leash, my c**k hard and aching, pre-c*m already beading at the tip again. Adeline still held the end of the chain loosely in one hand. She looked at me like I was hers to play with, and I was. Completely.
She stepped closer. Her fingers brushed my shoulder, then she turned me around so my back was to her. “Bend over the desk,” she said quietly. No shouting, just that calm voice that made my body move before my brain caught up.
I leaned forward, and my chest pressed against the cool wood. The edge dug into my hips a little, and I stretched my arms out in front of me, palms flat on the desk, fingers splayed. My heart hammered so hard I felt it in my throat, in my ears, everywhere.
She kicked my feet apart wider with the toe of her heel. One qu
