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“You're not a weirdo, Honey. You were the perfect hot slavegirl.” I sigh contentedly as I lean back and admire her beauty. I wasn't lying, it really was sexy as fuck to have this lovely teen tied down under me like that, but my perceptive tenant picks up on something I wasn't even truly aware of myself. I can see her mind whirling as she sits silently.

At first, I think she is starting to have doubts about what she just did, but then after close to a minute she starts to smile shyly, and she turns to face me so I can see her clearly. “It was really hot, Mr. P, but I think you are hoping for something a little different...” By now I should know what to expect when Alison gets that teasing grin on her face, but I try to set her at ease all the same.

“Really Angel,” I squeeze her hands in mine, “Having a slavegirl to use for my pleasure that was more than I could have hoped for.” She leans forward and kisses me softly on my cheek.

“That may be, Mr. P, but I think even more than having a pleasure-**** to ravage, you'd rather have a **** new captive to tame.” It is one of the reoccurring themes in all three of the books I gave to Alison, so it shouldn't really surprise me that she had such a clear feeling for what I wanted. “Maybe, instead of the helpless ****, you could take the haughty mistress and tame her?” This is one of the scenarios I've jerked off to in the past, and I find myself nodding slowly.

“You want to be the one that takes what other men can't.” Alison is warming up now. “A princess in her high tower or vestal virgin sworn to chastity. That's why you gave me the Sparrowhawk book. You like the idea of taming one of those defiant daughters of the Imperium. Am I right, Sir?” I have had this or very similar fantasies for years and lean forward a little as Alison spins out this naughty scenario. “How about the daughter of a rival politician? This girl is no ****, Mr. P. Until the day you had her father arrested for sedition, she believed she was going to marry her fiancé, and live out a life of luxurious privilege on her future husband's family estates.” It sounds like a subplot of one of the Sparrowhawk Akkadis books, but it could easily take place in many times and places throughout history.

“Oh my... and how did this poor young lady end up in trouble?” I ask, curious to see where Alison was taking this. “Was she involved in politics too?”

“Not really, but she was vocal in her opposition to your party, Sir. She is one of those bleeding-heart liberals advocating for ****'s rights and even the complete abolition of slavery itself.” Clearly Alison's imagination is having no trouble filling in a suitable backstory. “When her father and brother were arrested, the secret police snapped her up as a special surprise for you.” There is a long moment of silence as you both lay on Alison's bed considering the possibilities. It is not hard to picture Alison as that frightened young woman kneeling at my feet.

“Well, Mr. P? How about something like that?” She meets your gaze innocently with just the hint of a smile on her full lips. “An imperial beauty, proud and defiant that you're going to have to tame before she'll be ready to join your growing harem.”

“Ugh, my harem?” This is an unexpected twist.

“Of course, Mr. P.” Alison bats her eyes sweetly, “This isn't the first pretty young woman who's caught your eye... but she is the first one from such a powerful family. This proud beauty really believed she was safe in her public attacks on you for your conservative political positions.” With a sweet sigh Alison snuggles closer and runs her fingers through the grey curls of my chest. “I imagine you'll have to punish that scared young woman for her impudence, huh Mr. P?” Almost as an afterthought she adds the most important part. “Oh, and as a proper young lady she has been saving herself, so you'll have to show her what a demanding man will do with her sweet young body.”

She pauses for a moment, lost in her wicked imagination. “Would you like that, Mr. P, or would you rather try one of the other scenarios in those books of yours. You'll have to decide before Friday, so I can make this weekend perfect for you.”