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moist heat. I wished I was an orchid living in her hot house.
    I was not an orchid, but I would be in her hot house if all went well.
    She tensed, every muscle tight, like she was coiled to spring away like a deer in a forest. As my hand simply rested on her flesh, she gradually sighed, accepting my touch. I knew that she would start all over when I actually touched her sex and the idea made my dick leap against my pants.
    Better to give her a respite and a chance to wonder when I would actually do it. So I stood back and took in my handiwork. The skirt spread into a V.
    "Bend over again, please, Cara Mia."
    She laughed. "Up and down. Up and down. This is easy."
    That was good news. I stepped back and pulled the paddle from my pocket. The purple fur was exquisitely soft, the leather smooth on my hand as I ran it across my palm.
    Her arm was cool as I grasped it, just above the elbow before slipping the paddle into the slit I had made in the dress, starting at her knees. She leaped like a horse stung by a fly, but I had hold of her and kept her from moving too far.
    She shivered as I ran the furry side up the inside of her left thigh. Her breath was hoarse through her nose and she groaned a bit as she exhaled. So we were getting past the first chapters of her book of rules. And this was a rule that needed to be examined carefully. And with great diligence on my part. My pulse quickened as I considered what that diligence would entail.
    I enjoyed the way the fur caressed her skin, the easy way it slid up her flesh. My dick enjoyed it even more and I had to jockey for position to make it more comfortable, or at least not not exquisitely painful.
    "See how soft it is, Cara Mia? See how it tickles your tender flesh? Nothing but tactile pleasure. Nothing is happening but a soft tickle. Pleasurable, yes?"
    "Yes. Mr. Twist. Could you..."
    I saw her face blush, the rosy flush spreading down her neck and around her neck. Even her arm where I held it grew warm.
    "Could I what, Cara Mia?"
    "Am I allowed to ask?"
    Ah, she was trying to figure out the rules for this encounter.
    "Of course you may. This is for both of us. You will enjoy it more if you get what you want."
    I felt her shiver at that idea. "Could you..."
    I watched her struggle with the words. She had never made intimate requests for specifics that would give her pleasure. I had discovered that early on and set myself to learning her. But it was more fun not to have to guess all the time.
    If we could leap over this one, the rest might come easier. Each one building on the last. Little steps, little crumbs crumbling from a single brick, leading the destruction of the entire wall.
    "Could you do it to the other leg?" The words flew out in a rush and I knew her face would have grown bright red.
    "Of course, Cara Mia." The fur brushed up the other thigh, swirling around, over the hosiery, and across her bare skin, all the way around and up the front of her thigh. "There, do you like that?
    If I hadn't been listening, I would have missed the tiny sigh of pleasure. Then her body relaxed a fraction, her legs not so tense.
    So, I rucked the skirt up, revealing her legs nearly all the way up to the glory at the cusp where they met. A couple had stopped to watch and murmured their approval.
    It was too much for Cara Mia. She stood and turned, glaring at the people. "Yellow," she said softly.

Chapter 9
    But the people heard her, saw her face, and nodded, then moved on.
    She was doing wonderfully well and I was pleased, but a little peeved that they had interrupted the flow of Cara Mia's progress. It was one of the issues with public play as Master Black called it. But we would never have gotten this far in her bedroom or mine. So I would have to chalk it up to the challenges of breaking down her rules.
    I opened the bottle of water and handed it to her.
    "Drink, Cara Mia."
    She did, kicking and shaking out her feet a little.
    "Do your feet hurt now?"
    "More. I feel like I'm