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“Fine!” She glares at me, then adds hastily when my look turns hopeful, “I’ll go.”
I back up and try not to feel hurt that she’d rather parade around less than half naked rather than be with me. When I turn and watch her storm past, however, I can’t help the smile that spreads across my lips. The way her ass cheeks jiggle with every stomp of her small feet gives me an idea.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” she asks. I didn’t even notice she stopped and turned around, catching me leering at her.
“No reason,” I lie, although it’s just a small one. “Let’s go.”
The whole way down the hallway, she’s in constant movement. Crossing and uncrossing her arms. Folding her hands across her belly, her chest, and over her thighs.
“Stop fidgeting,” I warn her when we stop in front of the doorway that leads to the playroom.
“I can’t. I don’t know what to do with my hands,” she whispers back.
So, I reach over and thread my fingers through hers, forcing her arm to drop to her side. “There.”
She sighs contemptuously, but also relaxes.
The door opens, and I pull her into the dimly lit room that is filled with moans and reeks of sex. As we make our way through the room, we pass racks and benches, most of which are in use.
“See anything you’d like to try?” I whisper against her ear.
Her eyes are wide, her lips parted and her breathing quick as she takes in everything. Slowly she shakes her head.
My eyes roam across the room. Looking for…ah.
Tightening my fingers around hers, I pull her along after me, to where there is a free bench in the very back. It’s fairly secluded, which I think Shae might appreciate. Maybe, eventually. Although I doubt it.
Before she has a chance to rebel, I swing her around and bend her over the bench.
“Hey!” she gasps.
Using my weight, I lean into her back, pinning her in place, then I bring my mouth to her ear. “Don’t make a scene, or your punishment will be that much worse.”
“Punishment?” she hisses in a loud whisper. “What the hell are you—what the fuck?!”
I reach down and snap her wrists into the padded cuffs. Then I crouch down and restrain both ankles.
“Vol—I mean,Votan,” she grits through her teeth. “This isn’t funny. Let me go right now.”
My fingertips trail up the backs of her legs, over the globes of her ass, up her back and around her neck, where I softly stroke the front of her throat through the collar. Leaning over her, I whisper, “This is deadly serious,kurriel. If you’re going to act like a brat, then I will treat you like one.”
I don’t miss the tremble that goes through her as I straighten up. Along the wall is an assortment of flogs, paddles, canes and crops, and I make a show of deciding which one I’ll choose. Truth is, I made my decision before I even bent her over the bench, but she doesn’t need to know that.
Picking up a crop, I test it against my palm. The sing of the leather, followed by its sting is satisfying, but maybe next time. I set it back in its place and reach for a paddle.
“You arenotseriously planning on using that on me,” she growls when I turn around with a wide grin.
“I’m planning nothing,” I tell her. “Iamgoing to use it on you.”
Stepping up behind her, I watch as she struggles against the restraints. Each move makes her ass wiggle, and the strips of silk shift to bare even more of her. For a moment, I send up a silent prayer that the holo-suit will be able to handle just what I have in store for my feisty little female.
When I rest my hand on her lower back, I feel her tense. Then the pleading starts: “Please. Don’t do this.”
“Shhh, now be a good pet. How many strikes do you think you’ve earned?”
“Pet!” she very nearly shrieks. “I’m not your fucking pet! Let me off this right now, or I—OW!”
I bring the paddle down on one side of her ass, watching as the creamy flesh beneath flushes dark pink.
