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He bit back the urge to laugh. God, she was perfect. A combination of innocence and stubbornness, new to this world that had begun to seem jaded. Perhaps, he'd been with too many experienced subs, not allowing himself to experience the joy of initiating a newbie.
"Yes, Scarlett. Don't disappoint me."
He turned his back on her and walked to the bureau, taking out a bullet sized vibrator that was basic but emanated some decent power. He moved slow, making sure she saw exactly what he was about to do so she had plenty of time to prepare herself. Kneeling in front of her, he set the toy to the lowest vibration and slipped it inside her still pulsing channel. She jerked a bit as he slid past her clit, then settled as the humming vibrator slid home. Leo knew it would keep her body on alert, poised perfectly at the edge. Her face scrunched up as she seemed to get her mind ready for the battle ahead. Poor little subbie. She had no idea what was about to come.
"Comfortable?"
"Yes, Sir."
"Good. Now, let's see how you'll look with a little dressing, shall we?"
A small frown settled on her brow. He moved back to the drawer and pulled out a set of nipple clamps with red jewels attached. Definitely rubies to match those deep red lips. Leo noticed her eyes had widened when he returned, as she began to understand the game rules had been upped. He pressed a kiss to her swollen, damp lips, then lowered to suck on her nipple.
Already sensitive from his previous play, they stiffened further, allowing him to easily slide on the clamp. He notched it a few cranks for discomfort but not actual pain. He addressed the other nipple, then stood back to admire his handiwork.
Caught in his chains, the rubies dripping from her nipples glittered in the light. Her hips rolled unconsciously in time to the vibrations inside, trying to fight the normal impulse to chase her orgasm.
"You are perfect," he declared. "My gorgeous fuck-toy, ready to please me. It's time for me to play. Remember, Scarlett, you have one job. Do not come."
"Y-y-yes, Sir."
He began round two slow and easy, biting down her neck, tugging gently on the rubies so she jerked with sensation, gripping her full hips and digging his fingernails in with bruising force. She responded to every touch like she was made for his hands, her determined will to fight the pleasure at the same time she embraced it, her mind and body on a beautiful collision course he directed. Covering every inch, he sucked and licked and bit, until she trembled violently in his arms, little cries escaping her lips as she tried to hold on.
By the time he dropped to his knees, she was hanging on the edge. He moved the vibrator inside her faster, ramping up to the next level, and began to tongue her clit, circling the sensitive bud with light licks meant to tease and torture. A helpless plea ripped through the air and with a shudder, she began to fall apart.
He backed off just in time, removing his tongue from her clit and stopping the vibrator. She panted. A tiny frown of concentration creased her brows, along with an expression of frustration and relief.
Damn, she was fun to play with.
He began the whole process again. And again.
When her legs began to shake and her head tossed back and forth in agony, Leo decided it was time for her to fail. He ramped up the vibrator and closed his lips around her hard clit.
"Sir! Oh, please, I can't--"
"You can. I want you to hold on."
"Oh, God!"
He moved the vibrator faster, licked faster, and tugged hard on her right nipple clamp.
A violent scream blasted from her lips, and her body gave up and gave in, convulsing with the strength of her orgasm. He bit her clit, pumping the vibrator with ferocity, and she caught another one, jerking in the chains with the power of her release. When he'd pushed her all the way, he slowly eased the vibrator out of her soaking pussy. He rolled to his feet and studied the woman before him.
Her skin was flushed and damp with sweat. She hung limp as a ragdoll, caught in his chains, the rubies gleaming from her stiff nipples. Still hidden partly behind her mask, inky dark eyes glazed with pleasure, a small, soft smile on her lips.
"Scarlett? What did you do?" he asked, curious to see if she'd panic or was too far gone with her release to care yet.
She blinked. Roused to stare at him for a while, looking as if she searched for words that made sense. "Ooops. I did it again, Sir. I'm so sorry."
He shook his head, but couldn't help his lips from twitching. He enjoyed twisting punishment to serve his purposes, especially when giving her multiple orgasms was the most fun he'd had in months. "I'll have to find another way to punish you."
"I think so, Sir."
With his dick aching for relief, he pushed his own need aside and gave into his desire to comfort. He put the vibrator on the table for cleaning, grabbed a bottle of water, then released her bonds, rubbing her wrists and ankles until the blood began to flow back. Gathering her against his chest, he lifted her up and carried her over to the bed. She embraced him with a naturalness that made his throat tighten and a strange need churn his gut. She fit perfectly in his hold, her skin warm and damp, her head tucked under his chin, arms wrapped tight around him. Leo tugged the covers over her for warmth.
A small sigh of contentment drifted to his ears. He smiled, stroking her tangled hair back from her face, rocking her gently against him. "How do you feel, little one?"
"So, good, Sir. But sorry I disobeyed you."
He chuckled. "We'll need to work on your self-control."
"I'll do better next time, Sir."
The words hit him like a sucker punch. He wanted a next time. Did she? Could this be more than a one night between strangers? Yes, he was heading to Vegas, but maybe he could find a way to make this work if she was willing. He tucked the knowledge away, figuring later he'd broach the subject and probe a bit more.
Right now, the evening wasn't over.
"Drink some water," he commanded, unfastening the top and handing her the bottle. She drank half the bottle and he set it on the nightstand. She snuggled back into his arms sleepily, and amusement cut through him. Time to go back into Dom mode. "Are you ready, little one?"
Her breathy little sigh made his dick twitch. "Hmmm?"
"I want you to flip onto your stomach and lay yourself over my knee. It's time for your spanking. I'm going to make sure you never forget to properly address your Dom again."
She sprung up from his lap, drowsiness gone. He studied the color in her cheeks and allowed a small smile to rest on his lips.
"Sir. I still have the nipple clamps on."
His smile widened. "Yes, you do. Now, flip over and show me your sweet ass, Scarlett. Don't make me ask again."
One second passed. Another. He spotted the moment she embraced the power of surrender; the intoxication of being told exactly what to do. Within those magnificent eyes lay a fierce excitement and need to please that fed his inner hunger and need for dominance. The beauty of the puzzle pieces sliding together into a perfect fit humbled him--black and white; dark and light; pain and pleasure; Dom and Submissive.
He savored all of it and waited for the final assent.
Her gaze lowered. "Yes, Sir."
Slowly, she wriggled herself around, lay carefully over his lap, and waited.
Chapter Four
SCARLETT TRIED NOT TO SHIFT but her entire body throbbed. Arms and legs dangling awkwardly, she gripped at Leo's calves for balance, toes barely touching the floor. He adjusted her over his lap, his big hands rubbing her ass in soothing strokes. Her skin tingled in sharp anticipation, sensing this spanking would be nothing like the flogger.
Already, it was horribly intimate.
Before, she'd been restrained facing a wall, and the flogger had felt a bit impersonal. She'd enjoyed the wicked flick of pain dancing on her skin, but once again, her mind pushed out any good sensation, until she was tortured about what she looked like.
The memory made her cheeks hot. Did her ass look huge to him right now? Were her hips too wide and f
leshy? Was her stomach--
Whack.
She jerked at the sting on her backside, and the quick lava flow of heat in her blood. The nipple clamps swung and delivered a firm pinch.
"I will not allow you to judge this beautiful body that belongs to me." His hands rubbed hard, squeezing the sensitive spot he'd just hit. "You will keep your attention on your Dom at all times. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Sir."
"You will count each of my slaps. After each one you will say these words. 'I am beautiful.' Do you understand?"
Humiliation leaked through her. She couldn't say that. It was silly and stupid. "Sir, I don't think--"
