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There was no hiding from the sensation. There was no running away from it. The whip kept coming, again and again, until it had banished every stray thought from her head, and the only thing she could do was feel.
    "You like digging for secrets. But you have your own, don’t you?"
    Richard's voice was the only thing that broke through the haze of sensation.
    "Don't you?" he demanded. There was no anger in his voice, only control.
    "Yes," she admitted weakly.
    God, she wanted more. Another beat of the whip to blot out the reality of his words. She wanted the pain he gave her. It was as keen as pleasure, almost indistinguishable. Cassandra had never begged anyone for anything in her life, but she was so close now. The lash swept away the last bit of fight in her.
    She screamed as it fell one more time, but there was a word in there.
    Please .
    Cassandra’s knees gave out below her. She slumped and the manacles above her held her aloft.
    Richard came up behind her. He wrapped his arm around her. Pressed her against his skin. The pressure of his body stung against her tender flesh, but she welcomed the mix of sensations.
    “Please,” she repeated.
    "Please what?"
    He had stripped her of her pride. She felt truly naked now, and it gave her a sense of freedom she had never felt before.
    "Please, fuck me."
    He swiveled her around so she faced him. With both hands he ripped the side seam of her lace panties. The ruined material fell to the floor.
    "Wrap your legs around my waist," he said.
    Cassandra opened her thighs. The cold of the room was heightened by the wetness clinging to her legs. He was blessed heat as she wrapped them around his hips. He supported her weight with his arm.
    Pain heightened every one of her senses. She could feel the friction of his crisp leg hairs against her smooth thighs. She could hear the pulse of her own heartbeat in her ears, and smell the dust in the air.
    He was unbelievably strong. Her position was awkward, but he held her steady. She was totally dependent on him, completely at his mercy.
    With one push, he surged inside of her. Her pussy strained to envelope all of him. Cassandra cried out at the feeling of fullness. She almost burst apart then and there.
    He moaned. The sound filled the empty chamber. Richard raised his brows. His crystal blue eyes burned with more than lust. Something about this surprised him.
    She longed to touch him, to spur him on, but he didn't dare fight too hard against her bonds. If she disobeyed him again, he might stop.
    He slammed inside her, pulling his full length out, so that only the head remained within her, before plowing back inside.
    Cassandra had never felt so full. Her clit rubbed against the hard plane of his abdomen, even as his shaft stroked against every nerve in her channel. She bucked her hips, and he let her. She rode against him. Cassandra closed her eyes and let her head fall back, ready to let her mind fly away.
    Richard wrapped his hand around her ponytail and yanked her head up.
    "Look me in the eyes. Stay right here. With me."
    He didn’t blink as he pistoned his hips in and out of her. There was only the juncture where they touched. Nothing else existed.
    The pleasure was nearly unbearable, and just when she thought that she couldn't take any more, he would slow, vary his rhythm so that she couldn't find release.
    It was delicious torture.
    The muscles in his arms tightened. His shoulders bulged. She could feel the power within him building. She thought for a moment that he might break the stare that he had demanded, but his gaze remained fixed.
    He steadied his strokes, sawing in and out of her with an urgency that she had never experienced before.
    The binds holding her tight inside shattered. Her legs clenched around his middle. Shaking uncontrollably, she cried out and let go. She came, hard. Higher and higher, she was swept, until she feared that she would never come down. His strong arm carried her through it.
     

 
    Richard grasped