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Cole
In the morning she climbed out of bed and knelt, asking permission to use the bathroom. I allowed it, ordered her back when she was finished, took her over my knee and paddled her until she gasped for air.
Then I ordered her to kneel at my feet. I was hard, the erection jutting out toward her mouth. I stroked myself absently. I wasn't going to take her. I was just morning hard.
"If you go in, if you get an appointment with the judge, what will you do?"
I'd felt her awake in the night, some time between when I held her as she cried and when we woke to the morning sun. I had a feeling she'd been thinking about that.
"Your tech people. Would they be able to put some kind of camera on me? Wire me in a way he won't find?"
I said yes automatically. Of course they could or I'd hire someone who could. That was beside the point.
"Look, his people were really concerned with the girl they thought was underage."
"Of course they were," I said. "They should be. Anyone should."
She nodded, clearly not focusing on that. "Right. Sorry, Sir, I'm thinking."
"Speak freely." It sounded stupid and archaic but was the fastest way to tell her I was only concerned about the topic of the judge at the moment, not her submission.
She nodded, scratched her neck, stared at the floor, and said, "I go in as an oversexed eighteen year old. I agree with you that anyone should be concerned if they think an underaged girl is involved in something like that." She thought, absently rubbing her ass.
I smiled to myself but it was reflex.
"So if he's making a run at the State Legislature or something like that, yeah, you might be a big ticket item."
My eyebrows went up. "Excuse me?"
She nodded, her distant gaze remaining on whatever she was thinking. "He'd be the moral majority good guy who brought down the evil sex-crazed billionaire."
It wasn't funny but I started to laugh. The sun was well up and the day begun. I wanted to go backwards somehow and go for a dawn run with her, watch the sun rise over the desert. That obviously wasn't happening. "What are you thinking?"
She looked up and met my eyes. "He's protesting too much. If he's that up in arms about sex, sure, maybe he is worried about girls getting hurt. Or anyone underage. But he's in Vegas. It's not exactly rural Iowa."
I nodded slowly. "You think he's jealous? He's bringing down anyone who's doing anything he can't because he does have ambitions for something more than judgeship?"
She started to smile slowly, as if the idea was really taking root for her.
"I do," she said.
I licked my lips, thinking about that. "And you intend to -?"
She bit her lip, smiling broadly. "I intend to flatter him and ask him questions and tell him what I've heard about his righteousness and slowly offer up more and more double entendre. Or more and more flesh. Or more and more of whatever it is that gets to him."
"Lip biting," I said, watching as she went back to biting her lower lip.
She looked up at me, surprised, then slowly released the lip and ran her tongue around her lips, her eyes only leaving mine to fall down to my rock hard erection.
"Suck me off, slave," I said, and pretended her head hadn't already been between my legs by the time I finished granting her permission.
We needed to renegotiate her presence in my life.
Later.
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