Chapter 12: Ashton

I smirked as I trailed my fingers lightly down Hailie’s back; her breath hitched, followed by a light moan. I grab my feather tickler and run it down her back, then over the curve of her hips, until the feathers run over her sensitive nipples.

Hailie whimpers softly as I squeeze her ass, “Do you like this?” I ask, running the tickler down her side,

“Yes.” She says softly,

“Yes, what?” I growl in her ear, making her purr,

“Yes, sir,” I smirk, she’s learning quickly,

“Do you still feel like you’re not a submissive?” I ask, her beautiful body shivering when I move the tickler over her covered pussy. “Answer me, baby girl,” I tell her, wanting to hear her admit it.

“I-I don’t…” I take the tickler away and reach for another toy, but which one? A whip? It might be too much for her to handle right now. Pinwheel? Possibly. Then it hit me,

“I’m going to remove your panties,” I told her. She wanted to protest,