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Magnus lifted one of the floggers off the wall, a leather cattail whip with six braided strands at the end.
“What do you think?” he asked. Alexis’s eyes widened after seeing the whip in his hands. It was red and black with a crisscrossing pattern. He was drawn to its weight, but he’d put it back immediately if Alexis wasn’t up for it. “We don’t have to do any of this. We can leave any time you want. Just say the word.”
“I think … I’d like for you to tie me up and pleasure me until I’m begging for release,” Alexis replied, voice gone husky.
Magnus’s eyes widened for a moment before he settled into a feral sort of grin. “Good girl,” he purred. Alexis’s cheeks went red, and he mentally filed that away for future reference.
“Can we get a private room?” Magnus asked the hostess. She smiled, nodded, and led them back down the corridor to a closed door. Using the key, Magnus opened it up to reveal the room contained a bed, loveseat, and a St. Andrews Cross made of stainless steel.
The tall X-frame structure stood near the bed, with padded restraints attached to each of the four pillars. He shut the door for them, watching as Alexis walked over to the steel frame and ran a hand over it, testing the sturdiness.
“Safe word?” Magnus asked as he made sure the door was locked.
“Zack Snyder,” Alexis answered. She turned to face him, raising her hands to unbutton her blouse, but Magnus reached out to stop her.
“Let me,” he said, flicking a tongue over his lower lip. Alexis’s eyes were affixed to him as he stepped forward to turn her around, helping her get into position against the X-frame.
He reached around to cup her breasts under the thin material of her silk blouse before pinching each nipple lightly, drawing out a little gasp. Unbuttoning each button slowly, he stripped off her shirt before neatly folding it and laying it on the loveseat.
Alexis’s skin was prickly with goosebumps when he returned. He leaned forward, kissing the back of her neck as his hands moved to secure each wrist to the pillars.
Once they were bound, his hands slid downward to toy with the zipper of her skirt, watching in satisfaction as she rubbed her thighs together, searching for friction.
“Be still,” he whispered into her ear.
She shivered and forced herself to remain motionless as he slowly slid the skirt down her legs. His panther could already smell the arousal and was practically feral in his desire to claim her once more.
As soon as her legs were freed of the skirt, he helped her out of her shoes before affixing each leg to one of the restraints. She was now only in her underwear, nipples pebbling in the cool air.
Magnus reached out for the cat-tail whip again, bringing it up to brush lightly over Alexis’s back. “The only thing I want to hear from you is “Yes, sir,” understood?”
Alexis nodded against the beam, and Magnus flicked out the whip, letting it graze over her skin. She sucked in a harsh breath.
“Yes, sir,” she said, trembling. Magnus would have been worried if not for the fact that his panther senses caught the increase in her arousal immediately.
“Are you a good girl?” he asked, whispering into her ear. He gently whipped her back.
“Yes, sir!” Alexis cried out. Magnus brought the whip across her back once again, letting the split tails graze over her. The aim here wasn’t pain as much as sensation.
“And are you going to be a good girl and let me fuck you?” Magnus asked, stroking her back with the tails of the whip.
“Yes, sir,” Alexis said. “Please, sir, please fuck me!”
“What did I say?” Magnus asked, bringing the whip down over her skin again, ever so slightly harder. “I only want to hear two words from you. What are they?”
“Yes, sir,” Alexis said, voice cracking.
Magnus could tell she was getting desperate as he brought the whip down again, just hard enough to make it sting this time. She moaned, legs pulling at the restraints so her thighs could rub together again.
“No,” Magnus said, making a noise of disapproval. “Only I get to touch this sweet little pussy,” he said, moving a hand down to cup her mound. “Isn’t that right?”
“Yes, sir,” Alexis whined. “Please, please, sir. Please fuck me!”
“I think you haven’t learned your lesson yet,” Magnus said, enjoying watching her squirm. “Good girls get fucked, bad girls get teased.”
He put the whip down and moved his hands over her body, fingers plucking at her nipples, toying with the hardened buds, and rolling them between his fingers. Alexis was begging now, a nonstop stream of “yes, please, more” coming from her lips.
Magnus reached down and yanked her underwear to the side, slipping a finger between her wet folds to rub her clit. She screamed, jerking around as she tried to rub against him.
