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He’d had me like this for what seemed like an age. My gaze flitted to his desk, the place he’d bent me over and paddled me earlier, but despite how sore my ass was, I could scarcely even recall the pain. He’d carried me to the doorway, where he’d stripped me fully and secured my wrists into waiting ropes. My brow creased as I tried to remember if I’d noticed the course loops hanging there before tonight. Perhaps they’d been there, and I’d never seen them, or maybe he’d tied them into position in preparation for this exact moment. I never knew with my master, and it hardly mattered. All I could tell was that I’d been against the door for so long, the ropes were holding me up more than they confined me.

As though he sensed my weariness, he reached above my head and a moment later, I felt a tug on the ropes.

“There.” His voice was that soft, soothing tone that could so easily lull me. “On to your knees.”

“Master?” I gasped, meeting his eyes.

“You’re exhausted,” he explained. “The ropes stay, but you’ll manage the last part on your knees.”

Nodding, I climbed down to the carpet, steadied by his hand.

“Knees apart,” he warned me. “You know what’s coming.”

Yes. If he didn’t stop soon with the crop it was going to be me, whether or not he approved.

I groaned as the tongue neared my needy sex again, thrusting my hips forward to meet it.

“Now, now, now, greedy girl.” Kade chuckled. “You’ll only get what your Master thinks you deserve.”

Oh God.

My head lolled back against the door as he trailed the head of the crop along my inner thigh. I was so horny, so incredibly frantic to come apart and welcome him in. Kade must be desperate to orgasm as well, but somehow, he seemed fixated with tormenting me.

“Master,” I mewled, struggling for composure. “I can’t hold on much longer.”

“You’ll hold on.” His dark laughter swirled around me. “Because you know what happens if you don’t.”

I tensed at his warning, well aware of the sorts of repercussions that might await if I failed to make the grade.

“Who does this pussy belong to?” His crop shifted, returning to my sex and tap-tap-tapping, first my labia, then directly on my clit.

“You, Master.” I choked out the required response, knowing it was absolutely true. I’d once reveled in the proclamation that I was an independent woman, but I’d never been happy—never known pleasure like this.

“And these tits?” The tongue of his crop rose to my left breast, drumming lightly at the tissue before shifting to my right breast. “Who owns these?”

“You,” I croaked, rocking my hips forward and back in a wordless and desperate attempt to plead for more stimulation. Naturally, I accepted that I would beg if he instructed me to, but in a fraught attempt to make my case without the additional ignominy, I silently willed the crop back to my pussy.

“Correct.” Kade sounded triumphant as he ceded to my wish and slid the black tongue along my midriff and back to my excited clit. “They’re all mine, little girl, because you are all mine.”

“Yes, Master.”

I didn’t know what else to say. I only wanted more of the exquisite rhythm his toy provided and to hang on long enough to satisfy his twisted deadline before he finally relented and let me come apart.

“However,” he went on, continuing his gratifying pace at my pussy. “Your Master has needs that should be attended to before your own.”

I couldn’t hold back the groan that escaped as the crop drew away, though surely, I had known this was coming. With a few notable exceptions that were usually punishing in their own right, Kade always came before me, and we both knew I loved nothing more than having his shaft shoved down my throat when there was no choice but to take all of him.

“What was that, little girl?” His tone had hardened.

“Nothing, Master,” I replied, anxious not to upset him at this most critical juncture. “I would love to attend to your needs.”

“Hmmm…” His disapproving tone echoed around me as I waited on my knees. Slowly, he moved forward, stroking away the stray strands of hair that had fallen into my face before guiding my attention to his gaze. “You’ll be a good whore and satisfy me. Once you do, I shall see to your pleasure.”

The muscles at the apex of my thighs clenched together at his enticing vow.

“Thank you, Master.”

Nodding, he released my chin, his hand falling to his zipper to release his erection. His cock sprung forth eagerly, already leaking precum as he angled it in my direction.

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