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He gave my ass a slap; I jolted in surprise. He needed me to play a part. I had to snap to it; we were being filmed.
“Which one?” he asked in my ear and then kissed behind it, “Pick one that’ll hurt.”
I pointed at a big wide red whip.
“What’s this one?”
“Dragon’s whip,” I said, fingers trailing the length of it almost lovingly. “That e
nd is pointed like a dragon’s tail. She was always known as the dragon lady so it seems fitting.”
“It certainly does. Take it.”
I lifted it off the hook.
My eyes met Cleo’s and she looked at me like I was a joke.
“Whip her,” Dare ordered.
I was stunned. Not only because I had to do this while being filmed but because Cleo faced me.
“Master, may I speak?” I asked.
“Of course, my baby. You never have to ask me that, you know that.”
“She should be the other way if I’m to whip her. So, I can whip her back and buttocks, not her front.”
“She’s gonna get whipped across the front and the back, my baby. This bitch-faced cunt deserves it. You’re gonna give her some not-so pretty scars, today.”
My eyes met his. His voice was so sinister, so angry. He was pissed off, serious. Not only was I wired for sound for the federal agents to listen but we were being filmed by the Kruna cameras, too. And he was dead serious. My husband was in Master mode and ordering me to whip Cleo with the scarlet red suede dragon’s tail whip that was in my hand. I had to obey him.
Dare
She was staring at me, unsure, horror in her eyes. She was showing the horror and that wouldn’t do. I moved in, close to her, and put my arm around her and my lips to her ear,
“Be my good girl. Do what your Master tells you to do and not only will you be rewarded here by giving this bitch a punishment but I’ll reward you as well. Do it, Angel.”
Angel
I was frozen, paralyzed.
“What is it?” he demanded, backing up, “Do you not think she deserves a punishment?” He crossed his arms across his chest.
“I… I just don’t know if I’m the one who should give it, Master.”
“Do you want me to do it?” He took his blazer off and rolled up his shirtsleeves to his elbows.
Did I?
No. Even if Cleo did deserve it, he didn’t need that black mark on his soul. I wouldn’t make him endure that. She’d wronged me and he wanted me to be the one to punish her. Maybe he thought it would help me. Part of my therapy. I didn’t think it would help. I was already feeling like I was coming unglued, barely managing my X to Y pattern.
He took the whip from my hand and moved toward Cleo.
“No, M-master. I can do it.”
He handed it back, a small smile on his face but that smile did not touch his eyes. And then he looked deep into my eyes and the expression he gave me told me I wasn’t doing a very good job here. I needed to do better.
I had to obey him. I had to be 100% Felicia.
