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Her pleading stare left no doubt, my impatient slave wanted to go home.
“Not yet, precious. You’re going to sail for me first.”
Gripping the whip, I moved in behind her again and paused. Pride swelled as I admired the angry red and purple welts covering her pale flesh. I’d spent decades in the lifestyle wielding nearly every toy ever made. But my preferred instrument of pleasure and pain was, and always had been, the single tail.
Compared to the cat-o-nines, the whip—with its plaited leather handle, flaccid braided tail, and frayed nylon popper—appeared innocuous. But looks were deceiving. Depending on how the toy was thrown it could gently kiss the flesh, or bite and flay it open like the fangs of a snake.
I’d definitely unleashed its fangs on Julianna’s ass, but had purposely avoided breaking the skin. I didn’t want her blood. I simply wanted to reacquaint her with her submission. Based on the wicked welts she was sporting; she’d wear my marks for days…maybe weeks.
The thought made my cock grow impossibly harder.
With a satisfied smile, I squared my shoulders and uncoiled the whip.
Stare locked on the colorful canvas in front of me, I rolled my wrist and landed a feather-soft kiss to Julianna’s ass. Again and again, I caressed the popper over her butt, thighs, and lower back. Watching the tension melt from her body, I savored the indulgent moans spilling from her lips.
Long minutes passed before I paused and eased in behind her, grinding my throbbing erection against her hot cheeks.
Julianna jolted and gasped as I bent and murmured in her ear, “Where are you, sweet slut?”
“Where I belong, Master. Here with you, at your command,” she purred.
“Good girl,” I growled, nipping her neck.
Stepping back, I wiped the sweat from my brow, peeled off my shirt, and tossed it on the table. I drew in a deep breath and blocked out everything but Julianna’s blissful moans, and the rhythmic dance of the single tail. The member’s murmurs were nothing but white noise behind me. The surrounding stations blurred in my periphery as my focus narrowed on Julianna’s succulent body slumped against the cross, and the steady, measured strokes of the whip.
When she fell silent, I knew she was gone…blissfully floating away. But I didn’t stop. I continued soaring her higher and higher. I loved spoiling Julianna with expensive gifts, but giving her something money couldn’t buy—peace and serenity—made me feel fucking invincible.
Heart swelling with pride, I lowered the whip, then strode to the cross alongside her. Lips parted and cheek pressed against the wooden frame, she looked as if she was asleep. She wasn’t. Julianna was sailing among the clouds, oblivious to my presence and those quietly watching her fly.
Tossing the whip on top of my shirt, I pressed my chest to her naked back. As our hot, sweaty flesh fused together, I sank a fist into her soft curls and tugged her head back. When her eyelids briefly fluttered open, I caught a glimpse of her glassy, unfocused gaze. Satisfaction pumping through my veins, I brushed my lips over hers.
“Where are you, pretty girl?”
Julianna didn’t answer. I honestly hadn’t expected her to. Lost in another dimension, she probably hadn’t even heard my question. If she had, the fact she couldn’t string together a response multiplied the blistering demand to take her to my private room, drown her in aftercare, and defile her every way known to man.
Dragging my tongue down her spine, I savored the salty taste of her slick flesh before gliding over the hot, rippled welts on her ass. Julianna bucked and yelped. But when I drove two fingers into her narrow cunt and strummed her clit with my thumb, she softly purred. Her velvety walls clutched, drowning my digits in her liquid lava. My jealous cock jerked—scraping painfully against my zipper. Biting back a curse, I clenched my jaw and stroked her G-spot.
With a sensual groan, she milked my fingers and ground her hot pussy against my hand.
Though I physically ached to latch my mouth over her dripping cunt and force her to come all over my face, I’d never share her orgasm with an audience or subject her to the mortification of coming in front of everyone once she floated back to earth.
After grudgingly easing my fingers from her fluttering tunnel, I licked them clean while her frustrated whimpers filled the air. But a simple sample wasn’t enough. Kneeling behind her, I gripped her thighs, then leaned in and stabbed my tongue into her flowing core. As her warm nectar lit up my tastebuds, Julianna let out an unholy cry. The muscles of her legs quivered against my palms before her knees buckled.
As she impaled herself on my face, I gripped her welted ass cheeks and spread them wide. Forcing myself to withdraw from her wicked tunnel, I slowly dragged my tongue to her puckered rim and circled the tip over her furrowed flesh. When I pierced the tight rim, Julianna mewled and arched against my tongue as quakes of pleasure rocked her body.
I growled from the lust twisting me inside out and raked my teeth down the insides of her thighs before releasing the cuffs from her ankles. Rising, I stepped behind the cross, and cradled her face in my hands before I brushed a feather-soft kiss over her lips. As I reached up to release the cuffs at her wrists, Julianna nuzzled her cheek against my chest and laved her tongue over my sweat-soaked flesh.
Bolts of lightning splintered through me. Demand stole my breath. I couldn’t get the fucking cuffs off fast enough. Fumbling with the prongs, straps, and clips, I clenched my jaw and muttered a curse. After finally freeing her wrists, I snaked an arm around Julianna’s waist. Like a rag doll, she melted against my chest. I massaged her hands and fingers before scooping her up in my arms, then I stormed from the dungeon and down the hall to my private room.
Chapter 6
Julianna
Languidly floating on billowing cotton clouds, I savored Mika’s salty sweat lighting up my tastebuds and his familiar masculine scent surrounding me. Out of nowhere, fiery wet heat melded against my flesh. Fearing I’d sailed too close to the sun, I gasped and tried to open my eyes, but my lids were too heavy.
“Easy, love. I’ve got you,” Mika murmured.
As his words vibrated through me, I slowly realized the fire was coming from his body, not the sun. Still, I slit my eyes open just to be sure. Though the light in the dungeon was all but blinding and everything around me moved in a blur, I knew I was no longer bound to the cross, but cradled in Mika’s strong arms. As I lowered my lids, it slowly dawned on me that he was walking…taking me somewhere. Honestly, I didn’t care where we were going.
