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“Turn. Nineteen? I’d stop if I were you.” He swished the cane and tapped it on the floor. “Yes, I heard it.”
I almost spoke but didn’t. No point in risking … my mind stalled as I realized I was worried. I had called him a turd. My big mouth. I pointed at the gag and shook my head.
“Turn. You don’t get to say what I do. Not anymore.”
Fuck. I clicked my teeth and regarded him as I struggled with this concept. I knew he’d taken a step toward being happy using force on me. Always it came back to, do it his way, or give up. I didn’t want to give up. Wait. Wait and see. If the point comes that I have to stop things, I will. I turned. The gag was just discomfort. I could handle the twenty minutes he’d had me wear it last time. The cane though, I wasn’t sure I could handle that. I’d heard, theoretically, that they hurt like hell. If he dared…
With the gag wriggled in and strapped, I was left wondering how I could say no if he did go too far. Gurgling wasn’t that good for communication. There were codes they used with BDSM – dropped plastic toys, clickers. Had Klaus bothered researching that? Prickles of nervousness ran through me.
A blindfold I hadn’t noticed was wrapped over my eyes. Late afternoon, and bright daylight streamed through the cracks in the shutters, but everything went dark.
Stay calm. Stay calm.
“Your wrists,” he said to my ear. And he took them to my front and linked the cuffs together, led me over and used some rough rope to haul them above my head until I was standing tall.
The tippy-toe pose again. Only this time I couldn’t see or speak. With my head back, I swallowed, trying to stave off drooling down my front. I wasn’t naked. That was about my one compensation for being helpless, tied up, and unable to do a damn thing if anything began to hurt like last time.
My heartbeat picked up. Thud thud-thud-thud. Thuditty-thud.
Calm. I said inside my head. My dumbass heart didn’t listen and kept on galloping like it expected to run away into a corner and hide there all by itself. Struck by the ridiculousness, I giggled. I was pretty sure that would be gory and fatal.
Do not let him fool you. This is Klaus. Friendly Klaus. Trustworthy Klaus.
“One.” I heard him say in a matter-of-fact tone.
Fuck. He is hitting me.
The whistle warned me it was coming. I tensed on my toes, rose up. Thwack. Fire cut my ass. I jerked and screamed once, then danced in a little useless toe-circle on a one-foot-fucking area of floor while whining through the gag. Holy fuck! Crap! After a while I managed to breathe slower. There were nineteen of these? It hurt so goddamned much. On top of the residual pain from the spanking, he’d striped a line of acid.
“Two.”
I shook my head madly. No, no, no!
Air whistled – the cane travelling away. It would return. I tensed, curled my toes, and tried to will my butt into another dimension.
