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chest as I
braced myself for the unknown. I heard Victor’s voice in front of me. “You said
you like it rough. I’m going to find out if you were telling the truth.”
     
    His hands gripped my skirt as he pushed it
down my hips along with my panties. “Step out of your skirt.” I stepped
forward, stumbling out of the loose clothing.
     
    “Did I not teach you how to walk with grace,
Dove?”  I was embarrassed by my clumsiness given Victor’s confidence, but
my excited curiosity eclipsed my self-doubt, and I soon felt desire heat up
inside me as I stood there naked, not knowing what he had planned for me.
     
    “I’m sorry,” I gulped, growing hot with
anticipation as wetness began to trickle down my legs.
     
    “Bend over.” I did so, feeling more exposed
than ever as the memory of our encounter in the elevator in Paris flooded over
me. It wasn’t that I didn’t like being told what to do—it turned me on more
than I thought possible—but I didn’t want to be some convenient outlet for him.
I suddenly felt a sharp, stinging blow to my ass that made me jump. As if he
could sense my hesitancy he said, “If I’m making you uncomfortable tell me to
stop, okay?”
     
    “Yes, Sir,” I said, his words reassuring me.
I relaxed as I registered the sting of the spanking and the wave of lust it
sent through my body.
     
    “How was that?”
     
    God, the burn of the pain brought with it a
new burn of desire, and it was almost difficult to tell the two sensations
apart; my pussy was already starting to throb from the novelty of it. “Harder,”
I whispered daringly, and whatever he was using, came down and struck me again.
This time it brought me to my knees.
     
    “Careful,” he said.
     
    “No.” The pain was so delicious; I wanted
more and more, to be doused in the fiery sting of it. “I want more.”
     
    He struck me again and again and each time I
cried out with passion. “No more,” he said as he wrapped his arms around my
chest and pulled me up. I stumbled after him as he led me to the bed, disappointed
that I would no longer be able to feel the slow heat that burned more intensely
with each spanking. He pulled me against him so that I could feel his erection
against my back. I lifted my legs and drew myself up onto the bed. The silk
sheets were cold against my feverish skin.
     
    “Sit down on your legs,” he commanded.
     
    I tucked my legs beneath me and waited
eagerly for his next move. Something tight was being tied around both my ankles
and my legs. He must be using the ropes I had seen around the bed posts; the
restricted sensation made my heart flutter with nervous excitement.
     
    “Lean back.”
     
    I bent backwards until my shoulders rested on
the sheets, my back arched just above them. My head, not having any support
beneath it, hung upside down beyond the foot of the bed. Blood immediately
rushed to my head as I felt him grab my hands and tie them behind my back so
that there was no way for me to upright myself. I squirmed a bit to test my
restraints; there was some leeway so my circulation was not cut off, but there
was no way in hell the ropes would give.
     
    The rush of blood to my face made it feel
like the entire world was spinning, even though I couldn’t see it. My face felt
hot with the awareness that my pelvis was thrust straight in the air for Victor’s
viewing and pleasure.
     
    “You are absolutely beautiful,” he said.
     
    I felt my skin jump as something light glided
across my body, like tiny butterfly wings fluttering over my skin. I squirmed
as the tickling sensation created goosebumps down my body and heightened my
awareness of his touch. The toy he was using traveled down to my pussy where he
twirled it back and forth ruthlessly.  I wanted to thrust my hips out to
meet the toy and increase the desire he ignited in me, but I could do nothing
but moan into the darkness.
     
    “Did you want something, Dove?”
     
    He began working my breasts with his