The Dom stepped into the circle of light. His face was shadowed by a fedora. All she could see was the edge of a smooth jaw. In his trim, elegant suit with the hat shading his face he looked like a celebrity hiding from photographers.

The brim of his hat dipped a bit as he looked her over. Anna could only hope what he saw pleased him. She was lightly muscled and toned—she worked hard for this body—but that didn’t mean he’d like it. Maybe he preferred larger breasts, or more curves. Maybe he liked girls with darker skin who wouldn’t bruise as easily.

He circled around behind her and took a fist full of her hair, pulling her head back so she was looking at the ceiling and the pattern of stars represented there.

“What’s our letter?” he whispered.

“A,” she replied. His hold on her hair tightened. “A, Sir,” she repeated, louder this time.

“And what do you think is on our list, sub?”

Anna licked her lips. She had the first letter of the alphabet—lucky her.

what’s on

away. From somewhere in the dark a whip

threat. “I don’t remember,

Silence.

virgin by any means, but she didn’t have the same level of experience as many other subs did. She considered it foreplay. Anna never really felt satisfied unless a session ended with a good,

bag down, he got out a pair of scissors. Anna knew

then pinched her left

sure he would cut it off, but instead he opened it down the front and pulled the fabric free from behind her back, tossing

jerked forward, gasping at the sudden spike of pleasure. She hadn’t been

narrowed, examining the Dom, but it wasn’t Master

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