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embarrassment. She’d seen other women naked, but never like this.
    “A second chain goes around each thigh, so when she spreads her legs her pussy lips open.”
    Thinking back over what he’d said, Lulu blurted out a question, “You’re going to tell her husband to pierce her there?”
    Alton looked at her, his dark eyes and stern face making her wish she hadn’t said anything while at the same time a wave of arousal swept over her. Part of her, most of her, wanted to be Cheryl at that moment.
    “I will not tell her husband anything. I will tell her Master than he should consider piecing her labia and, once healed, adding rings so he can attach chains like this on a permanent basis.”
    Lulu shivered. This was real. This wasn’t a game to him.
    “If Cheryl were your slave?”
    “I would pierce her and attach the chains.”
    Lulu and Alton stared at each other for a breath before she looked away. Lulu hugged her arms to her belly.
    “Slave Cheryl.” Though Alton spoke to the other woman Lulu could feel that his gaze was still on her. “Over the horse for punishment.”
    Cheryl rose and crawled to the gymnastics horse. She stood and draped herself over the top. She stretched her legs to the sides, spreading them wide as she balanced on tiptoe. She grasped a crosspiece below the padded bench with her hands.
    Alton stood. Crop in hand, he approached Cheryl. “Slave Cheryl, you are being punished for raising your eyes. Your behavior standard is lowered eyes at all times unless you’ve been given permission otherwise.”
    “Yes, Master Alton, thank you for the correction.”
    “You will accept twenty strikes to the ass.”
    “Yes, Master Alton.”
    Crack.
    The crop slashed through the air and cracked against her ass. His arm had barely moved but a bright spot of pink appeared on Cheryl’s ass.
    After the first five, Lulu had to look away. Not because it disgusted or upset her. The opposite. She rubbed her palms against her thighs, her sex so wet she was worried it would be visible on her panties. She wished she’d kept the slip.
    “Slave Cheryl, release and follow me to the chair. You will take the last ten over my knee.”
    Lulu watched the other woman’s pinked ass, framed by the chains at her waist and around her thighs, as she crawled after Alton. He swung the straight-backed chair into the center of the room and set it down, seating himself. Cheryl stood and positioned herself over his lap with her torso across his spread thighs.
    Slap.
    Instead of the crop he used his bare hand, spanking her already red ass. Cheryl made a muffled sound.
    “You may cry out,” Alton told her.
    Lulu took one step forward, then another, gaze following Alton’s hand as he brought it down in firm spanks on the other woman’s ass. The muscles in his chest and shoulder flexed, his other hand easily holding the yelping woman in place.
    Lulu’s hands, pressed hard to her thighs, curled into fists, nails scraping her skin.
    Vaguely she heard Cheryl say, “Thank you, Master Alton.”
    “You’re welcome. Please return to your room.”
    Cheryl climbed off Alton’s lap and crawled away.
    Lulu took a step back, trying to get control of herself. She’d never been this aroused before in her life. It was a living thing inside her, demanding that she sate it, feed it. It was a feeling so powerful it was frightening.
    “Lulu, come here.”
    “N-no,” she stuttered out, falling back another step. But she wanted to, she wanted to go to him.
    If she did she would change. Everything would change.
    Maybe if she walked out the door right now she could pretend she’d never seen this, never felt it. But if he touched her…
    “What’s your name?”
    The question was so unexpected she looked at him. “Lulu.”
    His dark gaze held hers. “Your real name.”
    “Luanne.”
    “Luanne, come here,” he commanded.
    His tone and gaze were too much for her to fight. She took a step.
    “I told you I wouldn’t touch you today, but I think