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"Flower, what are the only two correct answers?" I question.
"Yes, Sir. Or, thank you, Sir," she states.
"Let's try this again, pet. Spread your legs and arms so they're in line with the metal," I repeat.
Blakely's jaw twitches. She quietly says, "Yes, Sir," and obeys.
My cock hardens. I stare at the thin gold material across her back and between her ass cheeks. Her pale skin, flush against the metal, is just a bonus. I rip my gaze off her, grab four cuffs, and restrain her to the cross. I move her hair over her right shoulder, drag my knuckles down her spine, then stroke the thin lace over her slit.
She shivers, and her breath hitches. Goose bumps break out on her skin.
I murmur in her ear, "Say thank you to Aria for volunteering to help you."
Her jaw clenches.
I grab the crotch of her thong and tug, ripping them off her.
"Riggs!" she screeches, her back arching into my torso.
I grip her chin and turn her head to the side, demanding, "Who am I?"
"Sir!" she cries out.
I release her and repeat, "Say thank you to Aria."
She takes loud breaths, refusing to obey.
I slide two fingers inside her.
She bucks into my hand, her walls clenching around my digits.
I slowly thrust, taking my other hand and tugging her head back, ordering, "Say it."
Her expression hardens, her chest rises and falls faster, and her cheeks turn redder.
I step to the side of her, keep thrusting my fingers, and slap her ass so loud it echoes in the room.
"Oh!" she cries out.
"Oh, who?" I shout, add a third finger, and slap her again.
"Sir!" she shouts.
I spank her until both her cheeks are red, her arousal drips down my hand, and she's shaking so hard her knees buckle.
I inhale her sea salt and driftwood scent and rub her ass, sliding my fingers in front of her face, ordering, "Suck."
She glances at me with her watering blues, her lips part, and I shove my digits past her teeth.
"Suck, my little pet," I taunt. "Be a good girl and show Flower how much you love the taste of your pussy."
Her eyes dart toward Aria as if she forgot she was there. She moves her head back as if to escape my fingers, but I'm behind her. There's nowhere to go, and all she can do is continue to suck.
Aria's eyes glow like an animal's in the dark. The flogger shakes in her hand, and her eyes slowly move from Blakely's mouth to my gaze, silently pleading.
This is why she can't return to the world of vanilla. I know what Aria needs more than she does. I thought she'd come to accept who she was and what she needed, but I guess she still has some inner work to do.
"Watch and learn, pet," I demand, then pull my fingers out of Blakely's mouth. I move toward Aria and hold my hand out.
