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If he let her go ho herself That wasn’t happening

“You’re really miserable, aren’t you, sweetheart?” he said sympathetically

“Yes” She sniffled pathetically “My sto you right now only I’m too tired to move And I really have to pee” That last as pretty runtled she sounded He didn’t want her to think he was laughing at her Besides, what she’d said was not a laughing matter

“First of all, you are definitely not squishing , I don’t know, but that’s going to stop”

“You sound like—" She bit her sentence off, looking away Her shoulders had tightened

“Like who?” he asked quietly “Your boyfriend?”

She shrugged

He breathed out a sigh of irritation “Kinley when I ask a question I expect a verbal response”

She turned to look at him, her eyes ith surprise But there was also a hint of recognition Of understanding

Hmm Her boyfriend wasn’t a Dom Of that he was damn sure But perhaps there had been a Do Doo? Unless he’d just trained her If he had, Jah He could reh

Surprisingly he found hi forward to that He hadn’t trained anyone since Sarah Hadn’t taken a sub since her He hadn’t wanted the responsibility of a sub again Until Kinley Being her Do sex Ither p

leasure Ither first Always

He’d taken note of the fact she hadn’t given hi to look after her earlier when he’d offered to call someone for her

Sympathy filled him He knehat it was like to have no one but he was an asshole who pushed people away He didn’t want anyone close Or at least he hadn’t in the past

Kinley eet and kind She should have dozens of people she could call on to help her So why didn’t she? Was it because of that asshole boyfriend?