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Show me the woman who hides inside. Show me the vivacious whore, one needing discipline as well as domination.”
    Whore . On any other day the word would have incensed her. Today she was turned on, her pussy quivering. Yes, she was a dirty little slut, one who needed to please, was honored to serve. You’re a whore, a dirty cum sucking whore. Every cell in her body was on fire, tingling as her thoughts rushed to new depths.
    He sat up in his seat. “Show me my slut.” Fingering his belt, he raised a single eyebrow.
    A cold child swept over her.
    Craze unfastened the buckle. “You heard me.”
    Excitement surged through her. This was terrifying. This was intensely unbridled. This was unexpected.
    Shaking his head, he sat forward and removed his belt, fingering the leather strap.
    He was going to whip her. Blinking, she bit down on her lower lip. You’re such a bad girl. You need a harsh spanking and…
    Crack!
    When the belt hit the floor, she cringed. “I…” No, no. This was something she’d craved. Okay. Okay! She continued dancing, every move exaggerated, seductive. Purring sounds floated from her mouth as she covered her breasts with her hands, cupping and squeezing. Opening her legs wide, she bounced up and down, swaying back and forth, until her ass nearly dragged the floor. Her strong leg muscles kept her upright and with her tall stilettos, she could easily tell the effect she was having on the mystery man.
    His groin was thick, his breathing ragged. “Pinch your nipples for me. Hard. Do it!”
    Her obedience immediate, she plucked her nipples until they were rigid, then pinched, twisting until she yelped. The pain was instant. “Ooohhh…”
    “Use more force.” His face held a warm flush.
    Mesmerized, she did as she was told.
    “Very nice. You’re a natural born slut. Now come here. Come to me.”
    Craze rested his head on his hands, his eyes never leaving her as she closed the distance. She moved in front of his legs, just out of reach. Taking a whiff she moaned. His scent was intoxicating.
    He looked into her face as he breathed out. His eyes never blinking, he slowly eased his gaze downward as he stroked the leather, his fingers moving up and down the long strap. “Women need to be whipped, every aspect of their lives. You’re very disobedient.”
    The action was provocative, so intimate, and every inch of her body was covered in goose bumps.
    Very gingerly he rubbed one hand up the sides of Jess’ thighs, his fingers kneading her skin. “Open your legs.”
    Jess shivered from his touch and slid her left foot out. Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. She could hear the echo of her heart beat in her ears. She wanted to reach out and touch him, run her fingers through his hair, but she knew better. He was in charge. Only he could allow permission.
    “You smell divine.” He tipped his head and scooted closer, pressing his lips against her stomach. He dragged the edge of the belt down her arm, inched the well-worn leather between her legs.
    “Oh God!” The touch was electric, shooting current directly into her cunt.
    Craze licked around her bellybutton as he brushed the tip of his finger back and forth across the top of her panties. “Are u wet for me?”
    “Yes.” Shaking, fear had created a heady batch of adrenaline, leaving her mouth dry.
    “Are you hungry for me?”
    “God yes!” Hearing the exasperated tone in her voice, she gasped when he dragged his index finger down the center of her thong to her pussy lips, just peeking out the thinning fabric.
    “Very wet.” A dark chuckle floated between them. He slipped his finger between her legs, drawing a line back and forth, every stroke deliberate.
    Crack! Slap!
    Jess jumped as the strap hit the floor. This wasn’t supposed to happen. She didn’t know this man.
    “You will obey me.”
    Her entire body on fire, she dropped her head and was forced to grip his shoulders. She gazed down, her eyes watering, her long hair draping over his collar bone.