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to my club to spend the evening,” he said. “A
friend and his sub had a private collaring ceremony earlier today, and they
plan to celebrate at Chains. You'll be on display as my sub, MacKensie .”
    Good thing
he'd given her the wine. She took a hefty gulp. Good stuff. Smoother than any
she'd tasted before. “And what exactly will that display entail?”
    One corner
of his mouth turned up. “Your first lesson is this: what we do—what you do—is entirely up to me .”
    Oh now,
didn't that just sound great? Undoubtedly, protest would be futile. She was
being assimilated and liked it no more than Captain Picard had.
    He sipped
his wine, studying her until she felt like a lab mouse. “Let's talk about
diseases. Have you been tested since the last time you had sex?”
    “I've been
tested.” Jim had insisted on it after taking her in. “I'm clean.” But hadn't Alex promised no sex? “But—”
    “Any
chance you're pregnant?”
    God forbid . “No. I have an IUD.” Thanks to Ajax, who didn't want to have any
of his “girls” sidelined with pregnancies if and when a condom broke . She'd
replaced the IUD in college when she'd started dating and hoping… Well, she'd
been more optimistic back then.
    “Any
medical problems? Any at all, MacKensie ?”
he warned. “I don't like surprises.”
    “No. I
don't have any medical problems.”
    “Have you
ever been tied up or restrained in any way?” he asked. “Are you
claustrophobic?”
    She choked
on her wine. “Um. No, and maybe a
little.” Just don't shut me up
behind a locked door . “I don't like small, dark places.”
    “Good to
know. Have you ever been whipped? Beaten? Flogged? Hit at all?”
    To each
question, she shook her head.
    “Spanked?”
    No one has ever cared enough to spank me . She
swallowed. “Only by you.” When his eyes narrowed,
moving from her fingers clenching the wineglass to her eyes, she had to look
away.
    A finger
under her chin forced her gaze back to his. “When was the last time you made
love with anyone?”
    She shoved
his hand away and snapped, “I've never 'made love' with anyone.”
    “All
right,” he said easily. “When was the last time you had sex?”
    “About
twelve years ago.” And when that john had complained about her unenthusiastic
blowjob, Ajax had decided she needed incentive. After the two men left, she'd
crawled out of the alley to collapse at Jim's feet.
    “That's a
long time, little cat.” Alex's low voice broke into her thoughts. He tucked a
strand of hair behind her ear and then massaged her shoulder. “What happened?
You would have been…sixteen?”
    How did he
know that? Oh right. The application she'd filled out for Exchanges had her
birth date. “Nothing happened.”
    “Don't lie
to me, pet.”
    “Well
then.” She tried to ignore the warmth of the hand on her shoulder. “It's none
of your business.”
    “Actually
it is. As your Dom, I need your history so I know what land mines to avoid. Or
head for.”
    Head for? But she could see why a person
into kinky stuff might worry about emotional hang-ups. “I had some—a—bad
experience with sex. That's all,” she said stiffly.
    “Has
anyone tried to give you a good experience since then?”
    “No
point.” His finger slid under the collar of her shirt to stroke the juncture of
her neck and shoulder. How did he find such sensitive places on her body? “I'm
not interested in sex. At all.”
    “I see.”
His eyes crinkled. “And what would happen if you inadvertently became
interested? Aroused?”
    “I-I…” She
glared at him. “It won't happen, so there's no—”
    “In that
case, I have your permission to take the next step? To change
our play to sexual?”
    Did he not
understand the “won't happen” phrase she'd used? “Listen, I don't want you
deluding yourself that I'm interested in sex when I'm not.”
    “Ah. So
you require objective proof that we both can see. I understand the need.” He
tilted his head. “So if your nipples