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Christ, my knees nearly gave out at the husky cast of her voice. I raked my gaze over the implements hanging along the wall. She tracked me with her eyes, giving a small whimper of encouragement when I selected my favorite riding crop.

She squirmed, testing her bonds as I padded closer.

“Do you know what this is?”

She nodded.

“Have you ever felt the sting of its kiss before?”

“No.”

“Do you want to?”

“Yes.” Her response was fervent and immediate. I could see how wet just the thought of it made her.

I ran the leather tip down her spine, giving the full globe of her sweet arse a swift strike. “And what are the rules when we play like this, my sweet one?”

“I c-count,” she panted.

“And if you forget?”

“I don’t get to come.”

“And do you want to come?”

“Fuck yes. Please, Daddy, let me come for you.”

My hand shot out to brace against the shower wall, the power of my imagination running away with me. I could make this a reality. I could storm out of this bathroom and grip her by the nape, give in to the raging need, and make her remember why I was bad for her in such a good way. Glancing down at my swollen, aching cock, I wasn’t surprised to find it leaking with precum. She had me dripping for her.

No. I wouldn’t let myself give her the hate fuck she so desperately wanted. If we were together, I needed more. I needed to feel her love surrounding me. But it was very likely I’d lost that forever. Except in my mind. I could write our story within the pages of my fantasies. And I would.

“Brace yourself, darling. This might hurt, but I promise the pleasure will be worth it.”

“Do it.”

Not needing further encouragement, I struck her with the crop, memorizing the bright pink stripe across her pale flesh.

She cried out, the sound beautifully ragged. “One.”

“Can you stand more?”

“Yes. Please. Give me more.”

I gave her the next two lashes in quick succession, spacing out my strikes so her marks were evenly placed along her back.

“Th-three,” she moaned.

“More?”

“Y-yes.”

“That’s too bad, sweetling, because I need to feel you wrapped around my cock.”

“Just one more, please, Daddy.”

I grabbed her hair and yanked her head back. “You know I can never deny you when you beg so sweetly.” And then I brought the crop down between her legs, the leather tip striking her directly on her clit.

She moaned long and loud, her cunt pulsing, begging for my cock. I’d give it to her... in a moment.

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