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The Burnes boys have joined in the fun and now there’s enough fellas participating to put a bit of money down on the races. Makes it more fun when you’ve got some money riding on a race. The best part is, not one Burnes has beaten a Bayne to this day. They don’t have the heritage to beat us, and they haven’t got the experience.
I’ve trained my horses myself and they’re top of the line, bolting the moment I give them my whistle. I love animals. I don’t like to see the boys whipping the hell out of the horses. It’s not the horse’s fault if you haven’t trained him to win. Everyone who wants to participate has to play by my rules.
No whips.
But she has to play by my rules too. I snap the thin lash against the palm of my hand. A line of fire pops up on my skin.
Whips, I save for naughty girls.
I know how to wield it properly, give her ass that sting she’ll remember, spank some submission into her, teach her to think twice before scaring me to death, without doing any real damage. I was never going to let her go. Keeping her has caused me more tension than I anticipated. Playing games with my wee captive helps me let off steam. I flick my wrist, letting the whip whistle through the air.
I leave through the front door. She’s easy enough to chase down, having worn herself out from her sprint. She’s barely moving by the time I get to her, wrapping my strong arms around her waist.
Winded, she sags against me. “Why,” she gasps, “did I even try?”
“I have no idea. You crave the chase?”
She stares up at me, pure hatred hidden behind her desire. “No, I don’t.”
“I think you do.” Dropping one knee to the ground, I toss her over my hard thigh, her ass perched right where I want it. Her sweater falls forward, a slice of the skin on her lower back bared to me. I bring the whip down across her denim-covered ass.
She hisses. “Ow! That stings.”
“Bet it makes your pussy wet, too.”
“God. You have such a filthy mouth. You know that?”
“It’s going to be even filthier when I’m done with you.”
“What? Why?” Her ponytail whips over her shoulder as she eyes me.
I whip her ass again, enjoying the feeling her jumping against me in pain.
“Yikes! Stop! Get off of me.”
“Not till I’m done punishing you.” I snap the whip another few times, hitting a fresh new spot with each wielding.
Now, feeling the full sting of the whip, she struggles harder. I loosen my grip as she fights, enough to let her manage to escape, taking a few clumsy strides like a newborn foal before I catch her again.
Tossing the whip to the side, I pin her to the ground on her back, holding her wrists in the shackles of my hands as I bring her arms above her head. I stare down into her fear-filled gaze. “Now, are you ready to give me what you owe me?”
Chapter Fifteen
Kitt
I lay on the grass where’s he pinned me down on the ground, my head resting at the crest of the low hill. I’m sweaty and breathless, the grass soft against my lower back where my shirt’s ridden up. The stripes riding along my ass sting like fire.
But he’s right, it’s the kind of pain that makes my pussy get wet. He knew it would turn me on—the chase, the whip. It only makes me hate him all the more.
He holds my wrists, cuffed in his big, rough hands as he hovers over me, one knee dug against either side of my thighs.
He stares down at me, struggling to catch his own breath. His eyes flash at me, greedy for his prize. “I told you what would happen if I won and still, you ran.”
“I thought I had a chance,” I lie.
He sees right through me. “You wanted to see what I would do if I caught you. Naughty girl.”
“No. I wanted my freedom,” I lie again.
