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rings.
    “When these heal completely, I think we’ll get you rings
with little weights on them. They’ll keep those nipples swollen and taut.”
    Her laugh had a shaky sound to it. “That ought to impress
people when we’re out in public.”
    He tugged on the rings again. “Are you giving me a hard
time? I think maybe that punishment we talked about is long overdue.” He
stepped away from her, and when he spoke again that hard-edged Dom voice was
back. “Stand at the foot of the bed.”
    Still wearing the stiletto heels, Fallon obediently followed
his directions, her pulse beating everywhere as she anticipated what was
coming.
    “You know what to do, girl. Spread your legs and bend over
from the waist. Arms outstretched.”
    The comforter was soft against her skin, the mattress firm
beneath her body. As soon as her arms were extended to her sides, Cord clipped
silk-lined handcuffs around her wrists, fastening them to one of a series of
holes in the bedframe. He trailed his fingers along her arm from wrist to
shoulder, a soft caressing touch, as if to say, You’re mine. I can do with
you as I wish. But I will always take care of you.
    She heard the sound of a drawer opening and closing then he
was back, a silk scarf dangling from one hand.
    “Blindfold tonight. That way every sensation will be
enhanced.” His palm curved over one globe of her ass. “Here.” He moved his hand
lower to her thigh. “And here.” Then he reached between her legs to the lips of
her cunt. “And here.”
    Yes! I want that.
    Moisture flooded her pussy at the eager expectation of what
was to come and her pulse rate ratcheted. Cord folded the scarf in a long strip
and slid it across her eyes, knotting it at the back of her head.
    “Do you want your punishment girl?”
    Yes, yes, yes!
    “Yes, Sir. I deserve it.”
    “Very well. I think I’ll let you choose what we use tonight.
Flogger or paddle?”
    All the saliva in her mouth dried up. “Flogger, Sir.
Please.”
    She loved the sting of the leather straps against her flesh,
especially on her inner thighs. And when he wielded it just so to touch the
lips of her pussy, she had to restrain herself from coming until he gave her
permission.
    Lying there waiting for him to begin, she had a flashback of
the first time he’d punished her this way. She had been out of the scene for a
year, aroused at the thought of what he was about to do to her yet terrified at
the same time. She hadn’t known him well at that point and wasn’t sure how far
he would push her.
    Since then she’d learned he’d push as far as she’d let him,
sometimes a little beyond, to test their boundaries. And she’d come to crave
it, to lust for the intensely sensual feelings that raced through her body.
Embracing the pain that drove her to the brink of orgasm.
    You are mine.
    His words echoed in her brain, and somehow when he said them
they weren’t threatening. Instead they gave her a sense of safety. Not like
with—
    Her thoughts were cut off in mid-sentence as the first touch
of the flogger fell with a cutting stroke across one cheek of her ass. Heat
surged through her on the first wave of pain and her inner walls clenched. She
waited for the next one and when nothing happened, wriggled her ass in what she
hoped was a tempting manner.
    “Impatient, are we?” Cord laughed. “I might have to add a
few more strokes.”
    Then the next one fell, and three more after that in rapid
succession. Fingers danced briefly over her burning skin, soothing first then
pinching. Each nip sent another jab of lust-enhancing pain through her body.
Each touch reminded her that her responses were his to control.
    “Are you wet, girl?” Fingers probed her cunt. “Ah yes. Good
and soaked. You like it, don’t you?”
    She said nothing, knowing he didn’t expect an answer. And in
the darkness that the blindfold created, every sensation was immeasurably
enhanced.
    His hand coasted lightly over her stinging skin. “What