Page 19 of Heist

“Good. Where are you going when you leave Colorado tomorrow?”

“New York, why?”

Patrick smiled. “Perfect. I’m being asked to attend the unveiling of my father’s diamond collection at the museum in New York where they’re being donated. That’s all on Tuesday. What do you say to hopping on my plane and we’ll go together?”

Austin’s belly fluttered at the thought of taking Patrick home with her. It wasn’t something she normally did, but apparently this weekend was all about new experiences because she said, “I say, yes, Sir. That sounds good. I have a very important client meeting on Monday though so you can’t keep me up too late.”

Patrick winked. “Got it. No all-night submissive training sessions.”

Patrick closed the folder and lifted the small black box. “Are you ready for the real fun to begin?”

Austin swallowed and whispered, “Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl. Let’s ramp up your fantasies a bit, shall we? My bracelet is inside this box. Let’s agree as soon as you put it on and for the next eight weeks, your body belongs to me.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Say it,” he prodded.

“My body belongs to you, Sir,” she managed to say without stumbling.

“What does that mean, sweetheart?”

Her mouth opened and closed a few times as she struggled with what to say. “I…”

Patrick chuckled. “I’ll help you. It means I control your pleasure, I control your pain. Your pussy, ass and mouth, they’re all mine. And those gorgeous tits?” He held up his index finger and pointed it at himself. “Mine.”

Austin felt her face heat with embarrassment and wanton desire as she nodded and whispered, “Yes, Sir. Yours.”

“Good girl. Give me your wrist.”

She slid a trembling hand across the table as he opened the box. The bracelet was silver with three simple orange diamonds, all made in a lab, set in it.

“Normally, a house submissive is only required to wear this at the club on weekends. It’s a quick way for others to know who is training you. But for you and me, it’s also a symbol of my ownership so it doesn’t come off for the next eight weeks. It’s simple enough that it won’t look out of place in a law firm. Am I clear?”

He slid the simple metal bracelet around her wrist and clasped it shut.

Austin nodded, “Yes, Sir.”

“Good. Now, did you follow my instructions and bring your vibrator?”

With a shaky breath, Austin leaned down and pulled it out of her bag. The smile he gave her as he took it was pure sin. “This is mine for the next eight weeks and if you have any more at home, they go in a box until the eight weeks are up.”

“You can’t be serious.” Austin blurted as she tried to reach for the vibrator.

“What did I say Austin? Who owns your pleasure?”

She didn’t realize how serious he was about that. “You do, Sir.”

“That’s right, so there will be no masturbating unless I tell you to.”

Austin masturbated regularly. This was going to be hard. “Please don’t tell me you’re going to keep me from coming for the next eight weeks,” she whimpered.

Patrick leaned back in his chair and twirled her vibrator in his fingers, making her squirm as he watched her. With a wink he said, “I’m not that much of an asshole. Besides, the thought of you coming around my cock is just too enticing, no matter how much I enjoy orgasm denial.”

Austin blew out a breath. “Oh, thank God.”

Patrick laughed. “Let’s move to the dungeon and watch the party for a bit. Maybe later we’ll get into some fun.”

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