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They sit on the floor. Backs straight, eyes down. The room is dim. My heels click once as I cross my legs. I wear black silk, with gloves up to my elbows. Hair slicked back. I do not smile. They do not speak unless I say.
Jean trembles. I see it in his hands, folded in his lap. Luc breathes too loud. They wait for me. But I am not in a hurry. We have all night. I open a small box. Inside, there is a silver toy. Jean lifts his eyes just a little. I snap my fingers.
Backs straight, eyes down.
“Eyes down,” I say, sternly. He obeys. I let the toy rest on my thigh. “You want to touch it?” I ask. “You dream of this, don’t you? Of being close. Of pleasing me.” Luc shakes his head fast. “No, Maîtresse. Never.”
“Good boy,” I say, with a hint of a smile. Just my lips, no warmth. Then I slip my hand under my dress. Slow. I close my eyes. The toy hums to life and I place it against my clit. I arch my back a little. A sigh escapes me. Not loud. Just enough to make them suffer.
Jean dares to look again. This time, I let him. “See what you cannot have,” I whisper. “See, LOSER, what your hands will never feel?” I move slowly. Pleasure builds, but I control it. I always control it. My breath grows warm. My skin glows in the red light. I bite my lip to show them I enjoy it. Only I decide when I cum. And they must watch. No touch. No sound.
“You would beg for this, wouldn’t you?” I say to Jean, looking him in the eye. “You would kiss my feet for one second of what I feel now. I know it.”
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