The Empress's Leashed Husband: Femdom Strap-On Erotic Punishment Romance

I keep the collar on my throat until business is done, but Clement makes every meeting in the shadowed study feel like a negotiation I cannot win. His measured limp brings him closer to the desk each time, and I see the way he watches the silver against my skin.

Tonight the clasp opens under my fingers. The collar moves to his neck before he even speaks, his knees bending as if the leash already pulls him down. The harness rests in the open drawer beside the registry pages, and his gaze follows my hand.

He will yield completely once the door seals us in. The signatures can wait until I decide how far his obedience will stretch before the fear of losing him forces me to stop.