Page 110 of Enthrall Ecstasy
It made my dick hard at the idea of having my name engraved into her labia ring, the kind of silver piece that proved ownership.
Still, we never went that far at Chrysalis.
To hide these arousing ruminations, I shrugged it off.
“Too much for you?” she teased.
Maybe one day I’d share with her how far I personally liked to go. What kind of kink I enjoyed. Maybe even share my sacred memories of the scene.
She licked her lips, meeting my gaze. “You’re meant to choose my meal.”
Just as her master would have.
My devilish nature rose to the challenge. “What other things should I be doing, Ms. Asher?”
“You can touch me?” She waggled her eyebrows.
“Your pretty cunt?”
“Shush.” She blushed wildly.
“That’s very daring, Rue.”
She let out a sigh, the kind that hinted at boredom.
“We can do better,” I said sternly.
Did the minx really have no idea what we were capable of here?
I looked toward the booth opposite of where we were sitting.
An elegant young couple was enjoying dinner. The dashing guy was dressed in a tuxedo and the stunning brunette beside him wore a formal gown. I imagined they’d come straight from the theatre. Or maybe this evening meant something special to them, perhaps a celebration. They certainly looked like they were into each other, having an intimate conversation while sipping champagne.
“Do you know them?” Rue looked intrigued.
I accepted the shallow sample of Chardonnay set on the table by our waiter. Swirling my glass, I then tasted the sweet wine and gestured that the bottle would do.
The waiter poured two large glasses for us and, seeing my nod, he walked away, heading back into the kitchen.
Rue was still studying the couple opposite. “What about them?”
They briefly glanced our way and then returned their focus on each other, two lovers enraptured. An artist would fall over himself to capture this cultivated vision.
“Crawl over to them on your hands and knees,” I said to her, my tone dark. “Take a sip from his champagne. After you’ve gotten his attention, go beneath the table and pleasure him.”
Rue’s smile faded as she realized this was a command.
I glanced at my watch. “You have ten minutes to make him come. Then return to me.”
“Now?” she asked, wide-eyed.
“Starting now, yes.”
She seemed to consider her options. “What about his girlfriend?”
“We’re down to nine minutes and forty-five seconds.”
“Why are you doing this?”
