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her on my thigh.
    “What are you so afraid they’ll see?” I wrapped my arms around her, dipping one hand between her thighs while the other massaged a breast.
    “That I’m a fake…” She trailed off and dropped her chin to her chest. “That I’m not what I appear to be, that I’m really a broken person deep inside.”
    I took a moment to digest her words. They were insightful even if she hadn’t meant them to be. Anger flared hot inside me at whoever had made her feel so badly about herself. If I could ever get her to tell me, I’d be on the hunt to make that person pay for damaging such a special, delicate woman.
    “Do you think not being perfect makes you any less of a person? Any less beautiful or intelligent than anyone else? Everyone had something bad in their past they’ve had to deal with. They are no better than you unless you give them that control.” I pushed my fingers through her pussy lips to slide two fingers into her. The couple on the stage had started their scene and added moans of lust to our hushed conversation.
    “It’s how I learned to deal with it, to hide from it.” She arched her back and spread her legs farther, welcoming me into her body. Her eyes were focused on what was going on before us.
    “I don’t want you to hide from me. Ever. I want you to know I can be trusted with all your secrets, all your pain. I am here to help you deal with them and no longer fear them.” I brushed my lips against her ear as I spoke. My fingers thrust in and out of her as she rotated her hips around them.
    “I don’t want to hide from you, sir. I want to share every part of myself, but I am scared. Not of you. I’m scared of myself. I’ve tried facing my past and all it did was make things worse. It’s easier to try to forget it ever happened. Try to live with what I have left instead of lose more.”
    I was impressed she was still so coherent and responsive to our conversation when it was clear her body was fully involved with what I was doing with my fingers, plus the added stimulation of the couple who were fucking on the stage. Then again, it was likely that with all the distractions going on, she didn’t realize how much she was sharing with me. That had been part of the reason I had wanted to share such a personal talk around others. It helped me peel back some of her protective shield without her realizing she was lowering her guard.
    “Then wait. Wait until you trust me enough to know I will be there to stop things from getting worse. Trust me to support you and protect you because that is all I want, Precious,” I murmured against her skin as I breathed in her scent. Deciding I’d pushed enough for one night, I shifted my focus back to the stage. “I want you to watch that couple, hear the couple’s moans.”
    “Yes, sir,” she gasped, and it was like she finally realized what she was watching. She tightened around my fingers and I increased the speed at which they were thrusting into her.
    “Does it excite you to watch other people having sex? Do you like hearing them moan from pleasure?” I tugged on the chain connected to her nipples causing her to whimper.
    “Yes. I never thought I would, but with you touching me, it’s incredibly sexy,” she answered, leaning her head back against my shoulder.
    “Do you want me to fuck you where other people can watch and hear us? Hear how good I make you feel?”
    “Mmm, yes.” I think she surprised even herself with her answer as her eyes fluttered closed before opening again.
    “One day soon, I will take you without the blindfold so you can see the lust you inspire in others while I give you everything you need in front of them. Not tonight though. Tonight you aren’t allowed to come, which is such a tragedy. If only you’d picked excess, you could be on the other side, experiencing as many orgasms as I could give you until you begged me to stop and even then I would give you more.” I pressed my lips to her head and bucked