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We cut down a long hallway to our right and unease for I a out beneath my feet as we pass door after door

Chris stops at a doorway at the end of the hall and punches in a code on a wall panel He knows this place and it knows hi returns with a hard jolt

He pushes open the door, and waves rabs my arm before I enter His eyes are hard, his jaw harder "Two things you need to know, Sara We leave when you want to leave, and Mark owns this place"

This is the source of their bad blood It has to be I s hard "I understand"

"You aren’t going to like what you find out"

I’ve heard these words before fro the and that knowledge fills uess we’ll see soon"

He stares at"You have to let o inside, Chris" Slowly, he loosens his grip and I step inside

Cool air washes over hts color the interior in a seductive a in what is before oes to ht is a pedestal with a e silver cuffs attached to the headboard On the wall beside it is a panel displaying whips, chains, and various items I’ve never seen in my life To my left is another podium with some sort of arch and more cuffs

Chris comes up behind me, his breath warm on my neck, but he doesn’t touch me He motions to a couch in front of what looks like a full-sizedtoday Why don’t you take a seat?"

I walk to the back of the leather couch but I don’t round to the front My fingers curl into the soft material, and I lean in to support my weak knees "I’ll stand"

Chris steps to roup playroo live from another area of the mansion" He lifts a remote he’s picked up soasp at what I see There is a e, while an audience--all masked as well--sits in observation

Aher, and I think he is holding a riding crop It fits a description I remember from one of Rebecca’s journal entries, but I can’t be sure He’s teasing her, flipping her niles with the leather end of the crop, back and forth She isand passion is etched on her face Pleasure She feels pleasure, and to , the war in my belly

The crop moves lower, and I see that it is flat with sos It caresses her belly and between her legs He steps closer to her, rubbing the leather in the V of her thighs and tugging on one of her niles I am suddenly wet and achy and embarrassed The woman moans and the man stiffens and does not see her with his hand or the crop

He walks around her and stops behind her And then to asp He keeps hitting her, fast, and oh God, it see her"

"This is what she craves and he’s trained to know her limits If it’s too oes down

"Watch, Sara" It’s a co "You need to understand that this is where Mark wants you"