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will never let you go, my Angel!” she said.

Chapter Six
     
    The next day was Saturday, and they had nothing to do all day but get to know each other and enjoy the experience. The gallery visit, and the meal before it were not until the evening, so there were plenty of hours for play. She looked down on her Angel. She had him tied in a combination takate-kote shinju, or a chest harness with hands bound behind his back. She had tied a two-column tie on each leg, calf-to-thigh with knees bent, and then anchored each two-column to the middle of the shinju part of the chest harness, so that his knees were drawn in to his chest and spread slightly apart. She’d no idea if he was going to struggle to keep his legs together, so she’d run a rope from the outside of each two-column to an attachment point on each side, and his legs were tethered apart and tied to “O” rings. She’d placed a pillow carefully under his upper back to minimize the pressure on his arms, and also made sure the wrist tie was a quick-release.
    She licked her lips. She ran her tongue so slowly over her bottom lip and saw his cock twitch.
    How would this go? she wondered. Most male subs in his position tried to hide their feelings and deny her what was her right, to see into their souls and read their desires. Would he be the same? He hadn’t done last night.
    She gazed at him in awe. What a beautiful specimen! Should she continue and do as all her instincts told her and arouse him until he begged for release?
    Yes. Best prolong it, they’d both enjoy it more, she thought.
    She reached for the dish she’d prepared earlier and selected a plump, ripe raspberry dipped in white chocolate. She ate it slowly and allowed some of the red juice to dribble out of the corner of her mouth. She flicked out her tongue and licked the corner of her mouth and watched his cock twitch.
    So he liked that, did he? she thought. She leaned forward and ran her tongue slowly over the huge purple head of his swollen, throbbing cock and saw his back arch. Learning what he liked, what got him hot, was going to be very satisfying. She selected a plump, ripe strawberry from the dish. It was dipped in rich milk chocolate. She sucked the tip into her mouth and bit off the end. She watched his cock twitch again.
    He wasn’t begging yet! But he would. Oh yes, he would! she thought. The trouble was that she wanted him so much. Was she going to be able to maintain her control in the face of her desire for him?
    Fuck it! I will! she thought. The sense of power, the feelings that provoked, and the pleasure it brought, never paled.
    “Want one?” she asked. He nodded.
    “No words, no reward!” she said, and he managed a rather strangled, “Yes please, Mistress!”
    “Yes please what, Angel?”
    She’d played this game before, and she’d won. She always won. He wanted her to win anyhow.
    “Please, Mistress, I’d like a raspberry.”
    She fed him one luscious fruit and held it just out of his reach. She tormented him with it, then allowed the tip if his tongue to make contact with the chocolate-covered tip of the fruit and, finally, pressed the whole fruit into his mouth. When he’d eaten it, she offered her fingers, and eagerly he cleaned them. He licked and sucked them longer than necessary, but she allowed it because the feeling curling deep in her belly and spreading through her body, as she savoured his hot mouth on her fingers, was making her even hotter and more aroused.
    She left the bed and saw his astounded gaze follow her. She’d told him she never left any sub alone when bound, and here she was leaving him.
    What thoughts would be going through his mind? She smiled at him as she said, “I’ll be right back, Angel.”
    She came back in a couple of minutes, carrying a bowl wrapped in a cloth. She placed the bowl on the bed near to his balls. She made sure the chocolate was not too hot, then she coated his balls in it and proceeded to lick it all off, as he arched