I still hadn't known that Charlotte had come to visit our house. I walked towards the bed while pulling on the leash connected to the collar around Gwenneth's neck, forcing her to crawl after me like an obedient pet dog.
Once at the bed, I lay down on my back, exhausted.
"Service me," I ordered curtly.
Gwenneth nodded, then stood up. But what she did next surprised me—instead of going down on me like I expected, she lifted her foot and was about to step on my cock!
"HEY! What do you think you're doing?!" I barked.
Gwenneth froze, her face showing confusion. "This... this is how I used to service my boyfriends before. They liked being treated like this."
Hearing that, I remembered the information from [Eye of Desire]—Gwenneth did indeed have Sadistic and Dominance fetishes. She was accustomed to being in the controlling position, even in sexual relationships.
"Never do that again," I growled. "Now, ride me. But the right way."
