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He kissed her slowly, thoroughly, as if he had no plans to do anything else Ever

Pleasure fizzed through her like a shaken-up soda

When he finally drew back, her lips burned and her head spun No one had kissed her like that since…since high school when she and Danny parked his car and would kiss all night After a second, she blinked back to reality and realized in aotten her fear for that tiaze focused on her face "You kiss well, sugar"

She had a second of delight froer down her cheek And then his hand continued down her neck, her chest His fingers slowed at the whip er appeared in his eyes

When he stroked along the swell of her breasts, she stiffened Would he touch her belo? Was he planning to whip her? She couldn’t…

His fingers opened the front of her corset, tiny hook by tiny hook

"No" The word escaped She’d been naked before, but he was different froaze stabbed her to silence The corset dropped onto the wood floor

His strong hands cupped her small breasts He rubbed her nipples with his thumbs, and she found the sensation fairly pleasant A corner of hisher breasts, he unzipped her latex s to the wooden floor

Naked Totally vulnerable to him To him Her hands jerked as she instinctively tried to cover herself

As the chains restraining her hands jangled, he glanced up, then stepped back He si, until her panic slowed

She couldn’t take her eyes off hi her to--

He took a spreader bar off the wall, the widest one Unhooking a set of cuffs from his belt, he buckled thes apart with firm hands

So quiet Unlike some Do her--his eyes on her hands when her fingers gripped the chain too tightly, on her body when her breathing faltered, on her face when she couldn’t conceal the tiny quiver of her botto back, he waited until… She didn’t knohat he waited for

He winched the chains until her body stretched upward, her toes touching the floor just enough to keep the strain off her shoulders She couldwith the tiniest thrill He was totally in control

He grunted his satisfaction and circled her, coer ran down her back, ever so slowly, and she realized he was tracing a scar

"Metal-tipped flogger?" he asked, his voice casual His finger slid down one an to anticipate the next stroke

She nodded

His finger brushed along her side "One-tail?" he asked, continuing to touch her shoulders, her back, her flanks Each gliding touch was light and excruciatingly slow His fingers grazed over her bottoh her

"Knife?"

"Yes, Sir" Kyler had boasted of the evenness of the cuts All she could re were you with him?" he asked Just a request for information

The lack of emotion in his voice let her open the door to her memories a little further "Two years" Two years of pain that had slowly buried her sexuality until she wasn’t sure if Beth, the woman, even existed anymore