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breast. “Except here. This is hard.”
    A whimper rose from her throat as he teased her nipple with a thumb, rubbing over it in a small circle while his gaze remained steadily locked with hers. “I enjoy touching you, Fay.” His thumb stopped and remained in place as he tightened his hand once more to pull her hair slightly. “But you will offer me your submission or I will leave your body hungry.”
    It was a firm promise. She hissed into his face and he chuckled at her temper. “Such a temper. It’s far past time I proved my ability to master you.”
    “Don’t you dare!” Whatever else she might have spat at him died in a muffled gasp as she was turned and pushed facedown onto her own bed. Janus controlled her descent, pressing her into the soft sleeping surface as he caught the hem of her robe. She gasped a moment later as the cool night air brushed her wet thighs. He tossed her hem up to her shoulders and boldly rubbed her bare bottom. Pleasure twisted through her pussy. It was so deep, she couldn’t do anything but pant for a long moment as his fingers gently massaged and rubbed her cheeks.
    “Your thighs glitter with the proof you deny me.” His voice was harsh now, disapproval clear. He leaned his forearm across her shoulders to hold her down as he stroked the top of her inner thighs with a single finger. “Wet with a compliance that no amount of sputtering can deny.”
    A hard smack landed on her exposed bottom. She cried out as she bucked up off her bed. Janus pressed her down easily as he delivered a second slap to her opposite cheek.
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    “I will be most happy to take you in hand.” He smacked her right cheek and then her left. A crazy pleasure was racing through her. Some kind of primitive enjoyment of being held down by his greater strength. It doubled her hunger as a snarl of pure passion escaped her lips. She had no idea if the sound was enjoyment or temper, she simply could not separate the impulses. Everything centered under his hand as it rose and descended on her bottom. The sharp sting of the blow traveling into her pussy as she listened to the pop of flesh hitting flesh.
    “I will not fuck you until you kneel in front of me.” Janus smacked her bottom again and growled with approval as she hissed. He leaned down until his chest was pressing along her back. “Do you like that, Fay? My hand on your bottom? I can smell how hot it’s making your pussy. Did you know that?”
    A single finger stroked her slit. Her hips bucked in response, but the folds of her flesh were slick just as he’d said. Pleasure shot up from his touch as he stroked the center of her slit from the opening to her pussy to the little button of her clit. A hoarse cry rose from her lips as he fingered her clit, gently rubbing it. Sweat broke out all over her skin as tension tightened under that finger. His breath hit her ear. Her bottom was hot from his smacking. It was all too much, and there was no way to control her body.
    Too much sensation pulled her down into an abyss of pleasure edged with sharp sensation. It all centered under his finger as he pressed harder on her clit. Her thighs spread wider to allow him better access. A deep growl hit her ears as he increased the speed, rubbing her clit faster. A moment later pleasure ripped up into her pussy. She cried out as it jerked her body and snapped it like a leather whip. Pleasure raced along her nerves, pulling and jerking her as it moved out from her clit. Her heart raced so quickly her lungs couldn’t keep pace with it. Dark spots danced before her eyes as she shivered and clawed at the bedding beneath her face.
    A second later, Janus rolled her over. His hands were unexpectedly gentle as he pressed her back onto her bed. His hand settled onto her bare belly, smoothing over her belly and mons. He grunted approval of her hairless state. Only females of mature age 37
    Dawn Ryder
    visited a hair-removal salon. Each and every pubic hair was now