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Markus got them moving again. He planned on not letting her out of his sight until he was forced to go to work on Monday morning.
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Tiffany
Tiff would have loved to plop down in the office chair. Her feet were killing her, but she’d learned during the few times she’d tried to rest today that sitting brought its own set of pain. The throbbing from her punishment the night before had dulled, leaving a rather nice tingle as she rubbed her butt through her slacks. As agonizing as her spanking with the unforgiving hairbrush and lashing leather belt had been, she felt an odd sense of pride and relief.
If that were just her only punishment. It was the anal plug and ben-wa balls, once again thrust inside her body after an earlier trip to the bathroom, that she considered her true punishment. Tiff wasn’t sure she’d ever been this horny. Sexual sensations had been barraging her body all day.
I’m not looking forward to the drive. Lukus had better be ready to scratch my itch the second I get to the loft.
She called him and he answered on the first ring.
“Hey, baby. It’s late. I was getting worried.”
“Hi. Sorry, but I had the last appointment. I should leave in a few minutes.”
“You aren’t alone, are you?”
She heard the worry in his voice. “Are you kidding me? As soon as the red-headed guard left with Brianna, the guy sitting out in the car came in, and he’s been sticking to me like white on rice.”
“He’d better.”
“So, when are you going to tell me what’s going on?”
“When you need to know,” he said.
“Great. So, you’ll be telling me tonight when I get there.”
At least he chuckled. “We’ll see. How are you feeling?”
Tiff wanted to be mad—to sass him and demand answers. Instead, her body betrayed her mind at the sound of his dominant voice. The things this man did to her, even over the phone, had her desperate to feel him.
“I’m ready to be there with you. Please promise me my punishment is over. I’m not sure how much longer I’m gonna make it without…”
“You’d better not get yourself off. I’m counting on you being ready to go when you get here.”
“Have I ever not been ready to go when I got there?” she asked.
“Well, no.”
“Never fear. I’m more than ready. In fact, maybe you could meet me in the alley.”
“Exhibitionist.” He chuckled.
“Torturer.”
“Brat.”
“Master.”
“Love you.”
“Love you more.”
“Stay safe.”
They hung up. Tiff gathered up her purse, past ready to head downtown. Before she got to the office door, her cell rang. She rushed to get it, assuming Lukus forgot to tell her something.
