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‘Do you pay so little attention to your own club that you don’t know the answer to that?’
The closeness of his low chuckle in my ear made me jump.
Ewen came around to my front, and I dropped my eyes to the set of leather cuffs in his hands.
‘Wrists.’
A moment’s hesitation stunted me. Giving him my wrists meant what? Giving him control?
‘Wrists,’ he repeated, his voice taking on a sharp edge that made me stretch out my hands immediately—a tone that made me want to comply with anything he demanded.
Soft against my skin, the cuffs tightened as he pulled the straps through the silver buckles. His thumb traced the edge of the leather, the touch surprisingly tender. Raising my eyes, I encountered his indecipherable gaze before he moved behind me, lifting my hands up above my head with a swiftness that made me flinch. Two little clicks drew my attention upward, revealing a chain now linked from the ceiling to my leather cuffs. Pulling downward, I soon discovered that I had no give—he had fixed me tight.
‘How do you feel, Ruby?’ he asked from behind me, his words whispering over my shoulder and making my skin goose-pimple.
Frightened. Horny. Stupid.
Instead, I channelled Ruby and simply shrugged.
This time, he didn’t chuckle. He wrapped a hand in my hair and tugged it firmly, making me yelp as he pulled my back flush against his chest. ‘I asked you a question. I expect an answer.’
‘Confused,’ I whispered. My brain urged me to ask him to let me go, yet my body yearned to lean into him and beg him to take whatever he wanted.
‘Mmm.’
Ewen dragged his other hand up to my throat, wrapping his fingers around the sides of my neck and holding me firmly pinned. ‘I’ve been feeling confused, too. For weeks now. Confused as to why you react to my touches so desperately when I’ve seen you fuck dozens of people while you’ve worked for me.’
I bit my lip to keep from blurting out the truth.
Tugging my hair to tip my face toward him, he grazed his lips over my ear. ‘I think you’ve been trying to play me.’
My throat tightened as I shook my head.
‘No?" His breath fanned against my skin, and I held back a shiver. “I’m sure I can change your mind.’ He hummed and added, ‘Let’s see how you dance to my whip.’
When he stepped back, releasing my hair and neck, creating space between us, I let out a whimper. A whip?
‘Your safe word is escape. Use it, and I’ll stop. Any other words will not be a no. Do you understand?’
Ewen circled around to face me and I nodded as I followed him with my gaze. He held a pair of safety shears and knelt to make a small cut at the bottom of my dress. Sliding the shears along the stage and out of the way, he gripped the cut edges and pulled. An almighty rip sounded as he tore the dress apart, revealing my body in nothing but the pink g-string I wore.
‘That’s better,’ he said, standing up and tipping my face to his. ‘This is going to hurt, but if I’ve read you right, you’ll enjoy it more than you’ll hate it.’
From behind him, he pulled a short-handled whip from his pocket. The tip consisted mainly of thin strands, with a small red section at the end adorned with intricate knots. At first glance, it didn’t look particularly vicious, and a sense of ease washed over me as I leaned back and relaxed against my restraints.
‘Looks can be deceiving, Ruby. Sometimes the most innocent things can be utterly devious.’
His words were loaded, was he talking about the whip? Or me?
When he moved behind me again, my thighs quaked with a heady mixture of fear and anticipation. Could I really let him do this? Whip me?
A light hum filled the air seconds before a surge of pain exploded against my ass. Letting out a cry, I twisted against my chains.
‘Breathe. Feel the burn, see what it turns into,’ Ewen instructed in a firm voice, running the whip up my stomach.
The initial pain had been more of a shock than terrible in itself, sending a wave of euphoria cascading through me shortly after.
‘There it is,’ Ewen said, while lifting the whip again.
