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Unfettered.
    “Well, you’re right about the pain. It definitely stings,
but the heat from the blows will shift into pleasure after a little while.”
    “How?”
    “Endorphins.” His hands skimmed from her waist down along
her thighs to the V between her legs. “I’d be happy to show you. Are you
ready?”
    The master in front of them changed from a flogger to a
thick leather paddle. Mouse jumped as his first blow fell on the sub’s ass, but
she licked her lips as another blow fell, imagining herself in the sub’s place
with Tor behind her wielding the paddle. Tor’s fingers slipped under her skirt
to tease her pussy.
    “You’re wet.”
    “I am?” She closed her eyes, mortified by her voice…again.
    “Yes, Miss Squeak. You’re very wet.” He pressed on her
panties and rubbed her clit. Her breath hitched in reaction, her hips wiggling
with excitement.
    “Oh God.” She was ready to come and he was still only
rubbing his finger against the outside of her panties. What would happen when
he bared it for his pleasure?
    “I’m not God, but you can worship me later,” he chuckled,
“when you’ll be on your knees with my cock sunk deep inside your open mouth.”
    Mouse’s eyes closed in anticipation as the sounds of the
paddling continued. Maybe Regine knew her a lot better than she thought. This
whole thing was turning her on more than anything she’d ever experienced
before.
    Tor continued rubbing his finger over her tight clit. “Your
sexy little wiggles are driving me crazy.”
    He withdrew his hands and guided her forward. Feeling almost
mesmerized by the arousal pulsing through her body, she obeyed his direction,
enjoying the heat radiating from Tor as he urged her onward. They turned down a
corridor to the right of the bar and one of the doors slid open almost
silently.
    Inside was a room that looked surprisingly like an office. A
large desk with a leather chair sat along one side of the room. Behind it
ranged closed cabinets that probably held toys or paddles or something equally
scary-sexy. On the opposite side of the desk was a straight chair. A leather
couch ran the length of an adjoining wall while a leather bench and a wooden
cross sat in the corners.
    Mouse swallowed hard when Tor laughed behind her. “This is
perfect, one of my sweetest fantasies is instructing an administrative
assistant in her new duties.”
    He walked across the room and settled in the office chair,
leaning back to put his feet up on the desk.
    “So, Miss Squeak, can you take dictation?”
    Mouse colored. Did he know? She was terrified that she was
being made fun of here. “Some, I guess.”
    He opened a desk drawer and grinned. “Perfect.” He pulled
out a pad of paper and a pencil.
    “Come take some notes. I need to plan out the evening and I
want to remember the plan.” He pointed imperiously at the straight chair across
the desk from him.
    Reluctantly, Mouse took up the pad of paper and pencil then
took a seat. “I’m ready, Sir,” she whispered.
    She took notes through his rapid-fire dictation of what he
planned to do to her. It started with her sucking his cock and swallowing his
come before he bound her to the spanking bench and introduced her to the
flogger and the paddle. Somewhere along the way as he dictated, her clit began
to throb and her nipples tightened. Before long, she was staring at him with
her mouth open instead of taking notes.
    “Well, Miss Squeak. Read back my notes.”
    Mouse blinked and looked down, horrified to realize she
hadn’t maintained any sense of professionalism. She barely had two sentences
written.
    “Well? I don’t want to wait all night, Squeak my girl.”
    “I…didn’t get everything written down.”
    He raised his brows. “Really? How far did you get?”
    Mouse read the notes back to him in a low voice, her face
heating as she stumbled over his words about sucking his cock. She glanced up
once to find his brows drawn down into a straight line of displeasure. Oh