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Chapter 29 by Manbear Manbear

It's a good question. What's first for my pretty little ?

Time to pierce her ears.

“Well, first I'm going to hang these rings on your pretty ears.” I see Alison's eyes widen as she sees the gold hoops that I had picked out for her. These were not the modest little rings that Alison usually wore, they were an inch and a half in diameter. The earrings cost me over a hundred dollars, but I was looking forward to seeing them hanging from Alison's pretty ears. Clearly, my lovely tenant had not forgotten our earlier conversation about earrings.

“I can't wear those!” She tugged angrily at her manacles. “I'm not some rim-planet whore.”

“No. you're not.” I chuckle as I reach for the **** swabs, “If you were a whore, I wouldn't have the legal authority to pierce your ears without your permission, now would I?”

“You couldn't ...” But I could and Alison had the good sense not to wiggle around too much as I wipe her ears with the swab and bend over her with the gleaming needle in my hand.

“Lord Patterson, please ... I can't be seen wearing earrings like those.” Her eyes blink nervously, “I'll look like a tamed pet.”

“That's right, Miss Miller. Between your collar and these pretty hoops even your best friends will know you belong to me.” I didn't push the needle all the way through her earlobe like I would have if I had truly been that villian from Sparrowhawk's world of slavery and domination. I did however prick her flesh enough that it drew blood and I wiggle the needle for a fraction of a second longer than I really had to so there is no way she could ignore the pain.

Alison's whimper of pain and the drop of blood on her white lobe were pretty hot, and when I turned her face the other way, I was even rougher as I 'pierced' her ears."

Now let's see how you look with your new **** rings. One final wipe of a new **** swab and I pushed the hoop earrings through her already existing holes.

“You're a bastard, Lord Patterson.” I smile as I look at my handiwork.

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“I am, Miss Miller.” I hook a finger into each of her new earrings and use them to pull her to my mouth for a kiss. I am careful not to jerk hard on her ears and Alison has the sense to let me pull her forward without a fuss. When the kiss finally ends, I release the earrings and let her pull back. “Do you know what I'm going to do with my new **** now?”

“You're a disgusting pig, Lord Patterson.” Alison's eyes lifted to meet mine boldly. “You'll never have any pleasure from my body. I won't give you that satisfaction.”

Does she understand how stupid that sounds?

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