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“Good. In that case, back into position.”
Slowly she obeyed.
Now that he’d gathered her consent, he continued, squeezing harder and lowering his head. His tongue laved one with a gentle insistence, and then he sucked it into his mouth. The sensation sent a pulse of pleasure through her, drawing her deeper into the whirlpool of desire he was creating.
She was gone, unable to comprehend anything but desire and response.
Long, long moments later, she became aware of the sound of his voice inviting her back to reality, some place she wasn’t sure she wanted to be.
“Kaylee?”
Blinking, she returned to him. “Sir?”
“I was saying your legs look very sexy in those heels,” he murmured, pulling back, a triumphant smile playing on his lips. “Walk over to the spanking bench, my tempting submissive.”
Kaylee looked over at the piece of furniture. The top was flat, and there were two planks on each side where her knees would fit. “I’ve never actually used one before.” And she wasn’t sure exactly how to climb onto it.
“Then your movements may be awkward at first. But I promise, I’ll enjoy that tremendously.”
Beast.
In the end, he offered his assistance, helping her up. Then she lay face down, breasts flattened on the vinyl surface, her arms dangling at her sides. He adjusted the railings so that her knees were comfortable.
“Would you like me to secure your wrists to keep you in position?”
Sometimes she knew that was a blessing. Because if she attempted to escape him, he may spank her longer or harder. “Not unless that pleases you, Sir.”
“This time, we can skip it.”
This time?Which meant he planned to scene again in the future?
“Relax.”
Since every muscle was clenched, that was difficult.
Rather than repeat himself, he simply began to trail his fingertips over her body, then spanked her a couple of times before rubbing her skin to bring blood flow to the area.
“Would you like to be a little more adventurous this afternoon?” he asked, selecting a tawse from the wall.
She looked at the tool, fear and excitement warring inside her.
As she watched, he swung it through the air a couple of times, making her gasp.
“Are you brave enough?”
Am I?Curiosity trumped nervousness, and she gave him a whispered, “Yes.”
“How many?”
Fighting off the butterflies in her tummy, she wiggled around. “How ever many you say.” Even though a good submissive would leave that answer there, she corrected her response. “No more than five?”
He chuckled, the sound diabolical. “Six.”
She should have kept her mouth shut.
Before she was completely ready, the first spank seared her with its twin leather kisses. She exhaled a shocked breath.
Frost massaged away the pain, and she turned her head to the side, trying to settle in.
