Although we’ve already shared a number of firsts in our brief relationship, the most notable being our first f**k, I realize that this is the first time my master has seen me naked, in the flesh; the first time he’s seen my breasts and ass up close, the mole on my back, the scar on my hip, the sensuous curve along my waist—that Tony once called the most perfect sight in the universe—and the vee of my pubic mound, which seems to jut forward so obscenely that I can’t help but cover it with my hands in shame.
Obviously that was the wrong thing to do because Benjamin immediately snaps:
“Remove your hands, slave, and don’t ever cover yourself like that again!”
Like a slap to my face, the curt reproof registers in my anxious belly and then drops to my crotch, which seems to take undue pleasur
