Page 9 of Andrei


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“I need your mind in this scene. Right here, in this moment, with me. If you’re chasing ghosts in Neverland, it ends now, or we stop.”

“No! I’m here, I promise, Sir. Please continue.”

Master Spider stepped against her back and caressed her stomach. “Very well, but I’m not stopping to warn you again. Allow your mind to wander, and the scene is over.”

Vanya moaned as he lazily brushed a finger over her clit and pinched a nipple. “It won’t.”

“Good. That’s what I want to hear.” Stepping back again, he didn’t warn her that he was starting. All she heard was the soft swish sound of the whip, followed by a sharp sting against her thigh.

“Aww!” Vanya was becoming impatient as Master Spider continued to whip her but kept the impact just below the brutal strength she was after. She knew why. Even a sadist needed to feel a connection with the sub. It was the reason why he kept interrupting the strikes with gentle, arousing stimulation of her clit and painful pinching of her nipples. It did what he intended. She was wet with lust crawling all over her lower body.

“More, Master Spider. Harder! Give me what I’m after, damn you!” Eyes blazing angrily, she tossed her hair over her shoulder as another mediocre—in her opinion—strike connected with her buttocks.

Unbeknownst to her, the intensity of the whipping had increased exponentially, and red welts crisscrossed her back, buttocks, and thighs. In her current state of mind, she wasn’t aware of it. All she knew was the pain in her heart superseded the pain she expected to feel from the whipping. She needed it the other way around.

I’m fucking tired of drowning in these feelings. I want them gone. He needs to whip them out of me!

“Very well, but be warned, once I go down this route, I’m not stopping, so if you want out, you better scream red.”

“Good! Then fucking do it.”

“No, that’s not going to give her what she needs.” The gruff rebuke that rumbled from the big man’s throat, who had been watching silently, sparked awareness through Vanya’s body. Her eyes narrowed dangerously as she stood as though plastered to the cross. No matter how much she wanted to attack him, for some unknown reason, she couldn’t move.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” she sneered through clenched teeth without turning to face the very man she was there to obliterate from her mind.

“Saving you from embarrassing yourself, it seems.” Andrei’s voice sounded grim and filled with disappointment.

She refused to allow it to upset her.

Before Vanya realized his intention, he walked closer, yanked her off the cross, and disregarding her struggles, had her hands bound to the pulley chains of the whipping platform that hung from the rafters. Next, he spread her feet wide apart with a steel bar and locked them into the O-rings on the floor.

“Blyad’! Untie me, you fuckface! Now!” Her protest came too late as her muscles finally followed the directive from her brain.

“I’ll take it from here, Master Spider,” Andrei said as he took the whip from him.

Even though everyone at the club was aware of the conflict between Andrei Smirnoff and the Guzuns, he had been a good friend to them all. Master Spider was also aware of the intimate relationship they used to share. If there was one person who knew how to obliterate the demons swirling inside Vanya, it was him.

“Maybe you should,” he acknowledged and then looked at Vanya. “I’m not the one to give you what you need, Vanya. You knew that when you came here.”

“Don’t you fucking dare leave me with him! Arian will have your head for this. The fucking bastard—nogmmpfh!”

Her relay ended in a muffled curse as Andrei pushed a ball gag into her mouth and strapped it behind her head.

“I believe it’s a hard, erotic whipping you’re after.” His warm breath teased her cheek as he pressed his hard body against her. She stiffened as his palms feathered over her nipples, and they immediately turned as hard as rocks.

Her mind exploded in protest.

He’s my goddamn brother!

I thought you said he wasn’t.

It doesn’t matter. He’s a bastard. He kidnapped my mother. I don’t fucking want him!

Your gushing pussy says otherwise.

Shut the fuck up.

Chapter Four

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