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securing it to the rope belt near her navel. To her horror, he threaded the long end between her trembling legs. He pulled up so the stand pressed against her sex. She fought the insane impulse to try to break free as he knotted the rope at the small of her back.
    Her fingers clenched repeatedly. Crotch rope firmly in place, he let her straighten.
    “ For every unapproved action on your part, there will be an even stronger action from me,” he told her. “Think you can remember that?” He punctuated his non question by forcefully slapping her breasts. Pain radiated through her.
    Don’t move! Whatever it takes, don’t anger him.
    Head cocked and gaze hard on her, he slapped her breasts again. She shook and sobbed but held her ground.
    “ Hmm. You might be smarter than you were given credit for.”
    Who had spoken to him about her?
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    Moments later the question no longer mattered because he’d walked her over to where the redhead had been, yanked up her arms, and hooked the wrists’ rope to the overhead metal ring. Uncomfortable and unnerving as that was, the tight crotch rope was even harder to handle. The pressure against her pussy felt good, even right and that might be her undoing. She barely noticed when he pulled off her sandals and tossed them into the bushes.
    “ If I were you, which fortunately I’m not,” he said, “the gag would be driving me crazy.” He tapped her cheek. “The human jaw isn’t made for tolerating this position for long. Besides, I want to hear you scream.”
    Scream? Please don’t say that!
    “ Got your attention did I?” His smile didn’t reach his eyes. “As you might guess, that was my intention.”
    It occurred to her that she was truly seeing him for the first time. Before he’d been a formidable presence in the dark. He wasn’t a massive man, but neither was he slightly-built. Because he wore a loose T-shirt and jeans, she didn’t have a clear view of his physique, but he’d already demonstrated his strength. His dark brown hair was receding a little, yet she guessed him to be in his mid-thirties. His hazel eyes were intense and calculating. Undoubtedly he was taking his measure of her. Under other circumstances, she would have been drawn to the air of danger about this man’s man.
    Today she wished she’d never met him.
    “ To clarify,” he said, “I work for an organization known as Carnal Incorporated. Its reach is international. Despite the organization’s many branches and functions, at its core it exists to fulfill the desires of wealthy clients. We don’t make moral, ethical, or legal distinctions which is why we’re as successful as we are. We know how to stay under the legal radar.”
    Heart hammering, she waited to hear more. Instead, he grabbed the crotch rope at her belly and pulled up, forcing her back onto her toes. Sexual anticipation sped through her.
    “ There are penalties, punishments, for breaking any and all rules. Forced obedience on the part of our trainees is key to our success. You will not speak unless spoken to. No sounds until I give you permission, none at all, got it.”
    He punctuated his comment by again yanking on the rope, flattening her labia. Desperate to have the pressure-pain end, she nodded.
    “ I hope you understand how serious this point is.” Watching intently, he let up enough so she could stand flat footed. Her crotch burned. Heat traveled up her vagina. “My subjects don’t get it the first time so I take your agreement with a grain of salt. All right. Where were we?”
    Freeing me from the awful gag, please.
    She doubted he was reading her mind when he let go of the rope and started in on the straps that kept the bit in her mouth. Oh God, what was it he’d said about wanting to hear her scream? When he was done, he pulled the wood doweling from between her teeth. She started to close her mouth only to gasp at the fierce pain. Tears all but blinded her.
    “ Hey!” He slapped her breasts. “What’d I say