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effect, making it difficult for her to mask her emotions. He saw something akin to longing in her hooded eyes.
    “You don’t want me to spank you, do you?”
    Did she moan? He could not tell. She was already asleep. He watched her lying there and wondered…
    He had to know. Xander pulled the coverlet down and reached under the gown of his sleeping prisoner. Her long, shapely legs had fallen apart. His fingers encountered the curly blond fleece. The curls were wet. So were the insides of her thighs. Xander withdrew his hand, looking down at the slick coating of arousal on his fingers. He put them to his mouth, sucking her essence away as eagerly as she’d sucked away the juices from the lamb.
    He stood, lowered her gown, covered her up, and left the room before he lost control and took her then and there.

Chapter Six
     
     
    “You will obey, Avin.”
    “No. I won’t.”
    “You will.”
    She was face down on the feather mattress, her ass in the air. Xander was behind her, squeezing one freshly spanked cheek, then the other, before pulling them apart. She moaned, knowing he could clearly see the dusky pucker of her bottom hole.
    “This is the last time I tell you, Princess.”
    “No! And I don’t care how hard you spank me. I am the princess, and I will not apologize to a servant I don’t even know!”
    “She’s not just a servant. She was my old nanny. And you hurt her feelings. She only wanted to meet you. You could have spared the time.”
    “I wanted to ride my horse!” she objected.
    “And what did that get you, not showing up? A sore bottom.” He squeezed again, causing her to yelp as his hand compressed a welt left by his leather strap. “But it’s not sore enough.”
    “How can you say that?” She looked at him from around the veil of hair that spilled down her shoulders to fan across the bed. Her face was tearstained and her bottom lip was quivering. “It hurts so badly.”
    “Oh, I’m sure it does. The outside of your bottom has been firmly punished. But the inside…” Xander reached down, and Avin gasped as she felt the pressure of something hard, slippery, and cool sliding into her bottom. He’d pushed something inside—some sort of little wooden dowel. And whatever coated it was starting to tingle.
    “Ow! Ow! Ow!” She began to gyrate her hips as the tingle turned to a sting. “It burns! Oh, Xander! What have you done to me?”
    “Surely after all the time in the wood picking herbs you’d know the effects of a cream made from nettles.”
    Her eyes grew wide. “No! No! You can’t mean it!” But she already knew the signs. The sting, burn, and itch combined with an intensity. And all in a place she could not reach…
    “Owww!” She reached back to pluck out the offending object, but Xander caught her hand. Avin moaned pitifully and wagged her bottom back and forth. She moaned again, this time with shame, as she felt his hand slip between her thighs.
    “Wet,” he said. “Even with this, you are wet…”
     
    “Up!”
    A voice and sharply clapping hands awoke Avin. For a moment she was disoriented as her mind shifted from the dream of a past memory to the present.
    “Up!” The order came again as the nurse clapped her hands just inches from Avin’s face. She blinked rapidly as the sensual fog of the dream lifted, leaving her cold.
    She was glad for the nurse’s ugliness, glad to start the day with the kind of harshness that hardened her weakening armor. Her mind flashed back to the prior evening, to sitting on Xander’s lap and eating from his hand. She recalled how he’d shifted her when she’d sucked the meat juices from his finger. She’d felt the swell of his cock, even though he’d tried to hide it. She’d felt her own pussy clench. Even now, after all this time, their bodies were drawn one to the other’s.
    But it could not be. Regardless of what his body said, he hated her. He blamed her for betraying him. And she was his prisoner.
    Her day began with