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Ilias stopped her, hands on her shoulders. Embarrassment curled through her, and for a moment, she thought she’d gotten this all wrong. They’d met up again only hours ago and gone right into prep for the rape fantasy scene. The moment they were together, the same almost-instant intimacy they’d found last weekend snapped into place.
Or maybe it hadn’t. Maybe she’d misread everything.
He sighed. “I want to use you in a way that makes me feel like I’m in control, but I’ve already been rough with you.”
Relief slid through her. “Last weekend you made me ride the horse, then slapped my pussy.”
“All part of a planned, controlled scene.”
“And the rape fantasy wasn’t?”
“No, too many moving parts. You were supposed to be face up in the bed from the start. You headbutted me.”
“Barely.”
“All things I didn’t plan, and didn’t account for.”
She cupped his face. Something she’d never done with a Dom before. “Master Bennani?”
“Yes?”
“You have control issues.”
“Yes, I do. And I’m about to make that your problem.” He bent, planted his shoulder in her midsection, and stood. She yelped as the world spun.
He flung her onto the bed, where she bounced once, her hair in her eyes. She brushed it off her face and looked up.
He stood beside the bed, chains dangling from his hands.
Her stomach muscles went tight with desire and trepidation. Her favorite mix.
“This is a body chain,” he said softly. “I bought it, and then had it modified, just for you.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“Don’t thank me.” His voice was stern. “This will hurt.”
She swallowed.
“It has a clamp for your clit and three for each pussy lip.”
Her pussy clenched, and she felt herself getting wet.
“Another clamp for each nipple, and a metal nipple shield to cover your areolas too. The clamp will have to be on tight to keep the shield on.”
As he spoke, he began to spread the chains out on the bed. She saw them then—the twin nipple clamps, the cluster of clamps that would go between her legs.
“There’s a mesh metal collar and an O-ring gag. Each piece is connected to the other pieces by either single chains or bands of the same metal mesh as the collar.
“There’s also a clamp for your tongue.”
That made her whimper. He looked up, then reached out and tapped her leg. Josslyn drew her heels up toward her ass, letting her knees fall open, exposing herself.
He smiled, and damn it, that smile was both sweet and cruel.
“There’s also a belly chain and wrist cuffs that will keep your arms at your sides.” He held up a clip. “This is in case I want to add a plug. Which I do.”
His gaze raked her. “I meant to be gentle, to ease you into it. Start with one clamp on each pussy lip. No plug. Switch out the screw clamps for your nipples and clit with more flexible tweezer clamps.
