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“Sit.”
“Yes, Master.” When she sat down on the stool, her knees came up higher than her lap. She put her legs together and locked her hands to try to balance on the wooden seat. Though not built for comfort, it wasn’t unpleasant to sit on. She looked up at the cowboy as he walked around the room collecting items. Items he’s going to use to punish me. Oh God. Her pussy ached.
“Since you’re not sure how to say what you’re feeling, let me help you. You’re excited and frightened by me and all the things you see in this room.”
She nodded. How could Austin see more deeply into her than she could herself? However he did it, Jessie was pleased that he did.
“What have my brothers told you about me?” He placed a paddle, a crop, ropes, a large dildo, and other items he’d collected on the table. Then he walked over to a tall metal locker. Then he stripped off his shirt, revealing his muscled chest and ripped stomach.
Jessie’s jaw opened wide. She’d never seen such a masculine exhibit in her life.
He tilted his head toward her. “I asked you a question, sub.”
She gasped, looking into his dark, predatory eyes. “That you’re twenty-four-seven in the life. That you play hard and rough.”
“I don’t play. This isn’t some game for me, pet.” Regretfully, he didn’t remove his jeans. Instead, he put on a black vest and some military-looking boots. “Tell me more.”
Unable to hold back anything from him, she recalled what Jackson had said to the bartender that first night she’d arrived in Wilde. “I heard you had a girlfriend who left you for the roller derby.” A tinge of jealousy had her clenching her jaw.
His lips curved up into a smile. “Sally Jo?” Austin clicked on the stereo, and drum-laden heavy-bass music filled her ears.
Her heartbeats began to match the rhythm of the pulsing beat. “I don’t remember her name. Jackson thought you were pretty upset about her leaving.” Jessie wondered if the missing woman was the reason he’d been so resistant to joining his brothers in a plural marriage. The thought made her bottom out. She needed to know. “Did she break your heart, Master?”
Fully dressed in his BDSM uniform, he walked next to her. His all-consuming gaze made her shiver. Sitting on the stool at his feet made her feel so very small and feminine.
Time ticked by for a bit before he finally spoke. “I’m the one asking the questions, not you. Remember?”
“Sorry, Master.” She bit her lip. Was he going to have sex with her, or was he just going to punish her? She had no way of knowing. Unlike his apparent ability to see into her thoughts, his were closed off to her. Sex or not, she’d turned herself over to him to do with as he wished. Whatever happened in the next seven days, she wouldn't be making any of the decisions. Austin would. Something about that made her feel relieved and at peace. It also made her nervous and more than a little excited.
“That’s so like my lil’ bro…always running off at the mouth.” Austin cupped her chin, and liquid trickled from her pussy. She was very aware of her nakedness. “Stand up, pet.”
As Jessie obeyed, his hand remained on her chin.
“Good.” He lifted her up in his arms then placed her on the table facedown with her face in the rest. His fingers glided over her skin, causing expectant shivers to run up and down her spine. “Time to get this party started, pet.”
Austin restrained her wrists and ankles with the cuffs. Then she heard a clicking sound and felt the table rise up in the middle, causing her body to form an upside-down V.
“God, you do have a pretty ass.” He rubbed her bottom, igniting sparks in her entire body. “You’ve been very bad, pet. Not bratty, but disobedient. You understand why I must punish you?”
She wanted to feel the sting of his discipline. “Yes, Master.”
Even though she’d manipulated her way into his dungeon, Jessie hoped he might like delivering whacks to her. If he did, he might become more interested in her. She prayed he would. If she had a chance with forever with him and his brothers, she had to make this work. She vowed to be the best sub he’d ever known. He deserved nothing less. The thought made her pussy throb.
She felt the paddle hit her ass, causing her arms and legs to jerk against the table’s restraints as pain spread through her skin. The whacks came one right after another.
Two. Three.
She stared down at the floor below, feeling the tears escape her eyes.
Four. Five.
Her backside was on fire. Another whack.
She tensed bracing for—
And another slap came down on her ass. Unable to keep counting, she closed her eyes tight, as little yelps escaped her lips.
