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A light flashed in front of her eyes. She arched her back as he thrust his fingers inside her dark hole. The connection between them, the one she’d dreamt about for months, was real. He was real. He was her… The word stuck in her mind. Master. Why? How?
“Every hole now belongs to me,” he whispered as he leaned over her. He bit down on her neck.
A rush of adrenaline and raw excitement mixed with her fear. She sighed as he rubbed her clit with his thumb.
He broke the hold and removed his fingers. “Stand up and clasp your hands behind your head. Keep your legs apart.”
Without slight reservation she did as she was told. She heard him walk away, the heels of his dress shoes the only sound in the room. When she heard nothing else for a few minutes, she almost called out. He was testing her. Her thoughts drifted to the reasons she was here, the night with Montana, the nagging sensations of ghosts reaching out for her. The nightmares had been a part of her for so long, but were they merely about trying to release her inner chains?
“I’m going to whip you at the beginning of your discipline.” Chris’ words were stated so matter-of-factly and with almost no volume.
Destiny twisted slightly but was unable to see him. The fear returned. Being spanked was one thing, and certainly hard discipline she craved, but a whipping? “Yes, Sir.” No. She couldn’t do this. She wasn’t capable of standing still and taking punishment like a bad girl. Bad girl. The two words were titillating. She was very bad, horrible in fact. She needed punishment.
Crack!
The sound of leather slamming against the wooden floor jerked her out of her reverie. Her breathing shallow, she darted her eyes back and forth, trying to figure out where he was.
Chris walked around her, holding out a leather strap. “This is one of my favorite implements and one you’ll come to enjoy, savor in fact.”
Savor? She squinted as she studied the well-worn piece. She watched his every move as he paced back and forth in front of her.
He ran his hand down the strap, caressing the smooth leather. “I’ve had this for several years. There is nothing more exquisite than the scent and the feel of something so finely made.” Taking the end, he slid the tip down the front of her chest, flicking it back and forth across first one nipple then the other. “Perfect in every way.”
She swallowed as her lower lip twitched.
Over the next few minutes, he rubbed the belt across every inch of her body, uttering nothing more than a few breath sounds. When he seemed content, he walked behind her.
The anticipation killing her, she tried to control her breathing as her legs wavered back and forth.
Pain tore through every cell in her body. She shuddered, rising to her tiptoes and bit back a scream.
“With acceptance of who you are and what you need, you’ll learn to be much happier,” Chris stated as he took several steps away.
His words were soothing, almost cathartic. She panted and prepared for a continuation. When the next strikes came, she almost lost her balance.
Destiny opened her mouth. Bubbles slipped out on both sides. Her entire body was on fire and her heart thumping against her chest.
“You’re doing very well. Discipline is the very core of learning about the woman inside.”
The echo in her ears increased, drowning out his words. As the whipping continued, she slipped into a space of quiet peace, one she’d never experienced before.
Chris brushed his hand across her buttocks and upper thighs. “Anguish equals ecstasy.”
“Yes Sir.” She heard her voice but the sound was disjointed.
He moved the hair from the back of her neck and kissed the spot where he’d bitten, keeping his lips pressed against her skin as he continued to rub her ass.
After a few seconds she was calmer, almost euphoric. For the first time in her life she felt as if she was floating and very free. As he broke the connection and walked away, she heard his ragged whisper.
“Mine forever.”
CHAPTER 20
The darkness was more unsettling than normal. Clouds drifted by the moon in a scattered pattern, creating ominous shadows along the streetscape. The reflection of headlights illuminated what appeared to be eerie figures, hidden along the roadway. Montana was on edge, his blood pressure high. He’d left Destiny yet another message and was convinced harm had come to her. He was driving fast, passing by cars as if they were stopped.
“Buddy, we’ll get there when we get there, but I wouldn’t mind in one piece,” Grant stated from the passenger seat.
“Jade Devereaux knows more than she’s telling us. I’ve never been more certain of anything.”
