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Mal’s stomach clenched, and she pressed one hand over her mouth as Carter grabbed her knees, hoisting them over his arms.
“Get my cock out,” Master Carder ordered.
Mal barely heard him.
Benson was a good Dom in all the ways that mattered. Everything that had happened had been her fault. That was why she wanted him to punish her.
“Sub,” Carter barked. “Obey.”
That was all she was to Benson. Just a sub.
Carter dropped her legs, yanking her up by the hair. Mal scrambled to stand, ankles wobbling.
Carter spun her around, bending her over the table. The next sound was his belt sliding free of his pant loops.
She’d ignored a command from the man who was her current top. He had every right to punish her. Her attention should be on Carter. On obeying and pleasing him.
She shouldn’t be hovering at the point of tears, distracted by thoughts of Benson.
Carter doubled his belt over, snapping it in the air. It wasn’t like he’d left her in a dangerous situation. Carter was a good Master, if incredibly strict. He’d paid for the right to spank her, and undoubtedly in his mind, taking a belt to her ass counted as a spanking.
“Yellow,” she whispered, so low she knew no one had heard.
“What was that, sub?”
Mal shook her head. She didn’t want to slow down the scene and talk it out with Carter. She wanted Benson.
“Speak,” Master Carter barked, yanking hard on her hair.
Mal cried out as her scalp burned.
Benson had left her here to be fucked by another man. Mal let out a sob, all the pent up emotion spilling out as her heart broke again.
“Sub, speak.” Master Carter’s order lanced through her.
“Red.” The word came out as a whimper.
A second later, Master Carter was helping her stand, his hands on her shoulders. Other hands pushed him away. Mal was briefly alone, unable to see through a faint sheen of tears. Benson wrapped her up in his arms, and she knew it was him just from the feel of his body.
He was here? He’d come back so fast. Wait, maybe he hadn’t left?
She’d been teary before, but once he touched her, she sobbed.
“What the fuck did you do to her?” Benson snarled at Carter.
“I assure you, this has nothing to do with me.”
Benson eased her into the chair. “Breathe, darling. Can you breathe for me?”
Mal managed a shaky breath and knew that she couldn’t do this. She just couldn’t do it again. Benson reached for her, but she leaned back, one hand up to stop him from touching her.
“Pumpkin.”
CHAPTER 13
Six months ago
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