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"Concentrate, Anarchy. How much pain are you in?"
Groaning in protest, she took stock of herself. Nothing she couldn't handle, she thought. "Five. Sir."
"Good girl. Room for improvement. You're going to take an extra five lashes for me, then I'm going to fuck you. Any objections?" he asked, his hand tightening in her hair until she squeaked. "Any preferences as to where I fuck you?"
"No, Sir. I'm yours to take as you wish."
His chuckle radiated with pleasure. "Fast learner, kitten. Dealer's choice then. Be a good girl and scream for me, yes?"
She missed his touch immediately, whining as his presence whispered away. She tried to move her arm, to reach for him, and could only strain her fingers toward where he'd been. She jerked when his palms smacked down on her upraised ass, one on each tender cheek, mewling as he stoked the burn.
"Those little noises make me so fucking hard, kitten. Why don't we see how many more you can make."
The rubber thing in her ass jiggled as Jasper did something with it. She heard soft pfft, pfft, pfftsounds and frowned. Confusion rippled through her; what was he doing? It took only a few seconds to understand when she felt the tube begin to expand with every pfft. Her hands fisted as the tight ring of muscle clutching the tube was slowly stretched open, and the part inside her rectum ballooned.
"Figured it out yet? Yes, I believe you have. Inflatable butt plugs are so much fun, aren't they?" Jasper patted her butt and she felt him pull something thick and cool up between her cheeks to sit on the small of her back. She couldn't turn her head enough to see what it was, but she presumed it was whatever he was using to inflate the plug. "Get used to it, kitten. I'm going to make it bigger before I fuck you."
Her moan was frantic.
"Five more lashes," he told her. "Brace yourself."
The flogger whistled through the air and struck her high on the inner thigh, close enough to her swollen pussy she felt the breeze. The strands erupted in lines of fire he replicated against her other thigh just a second later. Anarchy howled, yanking at her restraints as her legs quivered.
"Three more."
The next strike snapped up between her legs, faster than a snake, and brought a scream to her lips. Teeth clenched, she swallowed it back, only to have it wrenched from her as a second blow sliced over her vulnerable pussy. Throat scorched with the force of her scream, she braced for the third and final strike with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation.
She wasn't prepared for the vicious impact of his hand slapping down on her pussy with a mortifyingly wet smack. His fingers landed directly on her clamped clit, his palm connected unerringly with her slick, puffy labia, and for a moment there was only the echo of the blow in her head.
Her world splintered apart at the edges, spiderwebs of cracks fracturing across her consciousness an instant before everything imploded. Pain wasn't the word for what he gave her. There was no word for the devastation he wreaked upon her defenseless body as he sent her careering into a place she'd never been before. There was no light, no air; just pain and orgasm writhing together in perfect harmony, both fighting for supremacy in the fragile confines of her body.
"Now that's just fucking beautiful." His voice drifted to her from far away, ebbing and flowing on the tide of orgasm. "I do love hearing you scream, Anarchy. I want to hear more."
She managed to suck in a breath. Lost it again as something smooth and broad notched into her clenching hole and hands gripped her hips hard enough to bruise. She choked on another scream as Jasper thrust deep, spiraling apart again as the pressure in her ass and the fullness in her pussy collided with the force of two meteors at cataclysmic speed.
Her fingernails dug into the sides of the bench, anchoring her as her Master finally claimed her the way she'd always dreamed of. This was beyond anything she'd ever imagined; hewas more than she'd believed. She couldn't stop clamping down on him, squeezing her inner muscles around the thick shaft prying her open. She'd thought Atticus was big—Jasper was something else entirely.
The inflation in her rectum grew bigger and the friction in her pussy tighter. Sweat sprang across her body like rain, joining her tears. She whined and keened, feeling his satisfaction grow with every hammering thrust. The slap, slap, slap of his groin against her ass was music to her ears, driving her upwards and into delirium.
"Come with me, Anarchy. I want to feel this cunt spasm around my cock." Jasper damn near snarled the order.
"I can't!"
His laugh was dark, his grunts fierce. "Don't be so sure."
A cry of shock burst from her as he slammed home deep enough she thought he'd speared straight through her into her womb. She clenched down on him, reveling in his guttural roar of climax, then felt his fingers fumble for her clit and the clamp holding it hostage. "No! No, no, no—"
The clamp tugged free and blood rushed back into the tortured bundle of nerves. Arms slipped under her, wrapping around her waist and holding her tight as her body bucked and fought against the straps and the vicious waves of pain and pleasure that swept her into the tsunami and washed her away with a high, devastated scream.
She had but a moment to relish the feel of his arms around her before the world went black.
*
What the hell have I just done?
Jasper dropped his forehead between his sub's shoulder blades and told himself he'd let her go in just a minute. He couldn't make his arms release her, for God's sake. Though Anarchy had checked out on that last orgasm, her body continued to milk his goddamn cock, the aftershocks driving him crazy.
Breathing hard, he wondered what he'd ever done to deserve her. He hadn't gone easy on her after she'd told him she wouldn't break, and she'd been right. He'd flogged her until her shoulders, ass, and thighs were red, being careful to avoid the danger areas in more sensitive places, and not only had she notcomplained, his sweet little sub had taken a dive off the ledge into subspace.
