Page 47 of A Very Bad Girl


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“Yes, please, Sir.”

“You’ve got a ways to go before that happens.”

Abruptly releasing her, she found herself unsteady in her stilettos, but opening her eyes, she watched him as he moved behind a steel table and rolled it toward her.

“I’m going to do this the easy way,” he declared, bringing it to a stop in front of her. “Climb up and lie on your stomach.”

She hesitated.

“When I give an instruction I expect it to be followed immediately,” he said sternly. “You should know that by now!”

Her heart leaping, she awkwardly climbed up on the cold metal, then watched, captivated, as he lowered a steel pole hanging from chains.

“Stretch out your arms and hold on to the bar,” he ordered, securing her wrists as she curled her fingers around the glossy black steel.

Goosebumps popping on her skin as he walked past her, she looked over her shoulder as he reached up, grasped a thick chain, and attached it to the belt around her waist.

“Fuck…” she whispered, unable to stop the word spilling from her lips.

“Curse all you want,” he muttered, stepping to her feet and pulling down another bar. “You can scream, moan, whatever,” he continued, securing it to the shackles around her ankles, then walking away. “One of these days I might get this motorized, but I do love doing the heavy lifting myself, if you’ll excuse the pun.”

He’d moved out of sight.

She knew what was coming.

Holding her breath, she waited.

* * *

Whenever Marco was in his dungeon, the outside world ceased to exist. Turning the crank and hoisting Steph’s body off the table, his perilous connection to the dreaded Zeppelin brothers became barely a shadow in his mind. There was only Steph and his decadent needs.

But she wasn’t just another submissive female to scratch his itch.

A connection existed.

The indefinable chemistry that had no name, reason, or sense.

It justwas.

Knowing it couldn’t lead anywhere didn’t change the magic.

Her ankles were wide apart, salaciously separating her legs, and as he ambled back to her, he could see her pussy’s glistening wetness. With his semi-stiff cock springing to full life, he pushed two fingers into her passage. Rewarded with a gasp, then a groan, he continued moving them in and out.

“Do you remember what I said?”

“When?” she squeaked. “You’ve said a lot of—”

His hand blasted a hot slap in the center of her right cheek.

“Sir!”

“Ow! Sorry, Sir.”

“On the drive here when you said you were scared.”

“Oh, uh, yes, Sir. You said, uh,soon you’ll be hanging from chains with a dildo up your ass.”

“You’re hanging from chains, so what comes next?”

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