“You own her,” The Mistress reminded him. Cara stayed still with her eyes closed. She seemed to be holding her breath.

“Yes,” he said and gripped his wife by the back of the neck. “Yes, I do.”

The Mistress would have applauded but she was too busy enjoying the show.

Cara gasped as Robert brought his mouth down hard onto her shoulder and bit into the soft skin. He stood behind her and cupped both breasts in his hands. Soft murmurs of pleasure escaped Cara’s lips. The Mistress bent and opened her toy bag. She pulled out one special item and held it out in front of Cara’s face.

“What is that?” Robert asked, eyeing the object.

“Blindfold. Use it.”

“But—”

“I told you to trust me.” The Mistress gave him her steadiest, most commanding stare. Robert took the black silk blindfold and wrapped it around Cara’s eyes and tied it at the back of her head. Cara smiled with silent understanding. “Now you’re wife isn’t blind anymore. She’s just blindfolded.”

Robert looked at The Mistress for a long quiet moment. He mouthed a mute “thank you.” The Mistress merely bowed her head toward the blindfolded Cara.

“Do it,” The Mistress ordered.

He did it.

Robert’s ex-lover Toni had loved being blindfolded. Anything to intensify a scene. He was used to this, dominating a woman in a blindfold. Now the reason Cara couldn’t see had nothing to do with an accident and injury. Now she couldn’t see because Robert had blindfolded her. He owned all her body now, even her eyes.

Without any further diffidence or hesitation, Robert took control of Cara’s body. He slid his hands down her chest and held her breasts again. Her nipples went hard at his touch. One hand slid farther down and found her clitoris nestled inside the soft red curls at the apex of her thighs. He kneaded it gently as Cara began to moan and move her hips.

“You like that, don’t you?” Robert rasped the words into Cara’s ear.

“Yes, Sir.”

“You’re a slut for my touch, aren’t you?” He punctuated the question with another bite on her neck.

“Only yours, Sir.”

“Better be.” He took her by the shoulder and pushed her forward onto the bed. Robert kneeled between her legs and shoved her thighs open with his knees. “I know this is mine and nobody else’s.”

He reached between her legs and shoved two thick fingers into her. Cara clung to the sheets even as she raised her hips to take him deeper. He fucked her with his hand for a few minutes, digging into her as she writhed and squirmed with need.

“I think you might like that too much,” Robert said as he pulled his hand out of her. “I don’t think you’ve earned an orgasm yet, have you?”

He gave her a viciously hard spank that left even The Mistress flinching. The Mistress gave him two thumbs up. She knew a nice hit when she saw it. And the bright red handprint on Cara’s bottom certainly testified to the force of that blow.