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Chapter 30

Xavier watched Mae shift nervously as she stood beside the wooden horse, which he’d moved into the middle of the room. The top was a two-by-six piece of cherrywood that was turned on its side so the upper surface was the narrower two-inch face. There were rings set into the underside of the crosspiece and along the edges of the slanted legs. Xavier left the cuffs on her wrists and ankles, but decided against binding her to the convenient tie points on the horse. It was time to see exactly what Mae could handle, and how obedient she could be.

“Do you know the difference between a hard and soft beating?” he asked.

Mae opened her mouth, but closed it.

“No?” he prompted.

“I can only think of sassy things to say.”

“Why don’t you say them?”

Mae eyed the flogger in his right hand. “Maybe later.”

Xavier chuckled. She was fun. It had been a long time since he’d had fun with a sub.

“All right, Red. I want you to face the horse, bend at the waist, and rest your arms on the top. You can fold your arms if that’s more comfortable.”

He helped position her, having her step back until her body made a ninety degree angle and her cheek rested on her folded arms atop the wood.

“Very good. Legs together.”

The metal on the ankle restraints clanked as she brought her feet side by side. Once he was satisfied, he swung the flogger against his own leg, letting her get used to the sound.

“Do you want to know the difference between a hard beating and a soft beating?”

“Yes, Master Xavier.”

Thwack, thwack, thwack.

he spoke. “The difference is in how long the sub wears the marks. A flogging

words were slightly muffled because of the way her

spanking is what little girls get when they want to pretend they’re

art form in itself and a well-administered one could have longer-lasting effects than a caning, but he was guessing that those weren’t the kinds of

why you’re beating me?” Her question was soft,

going to beat you because I want to. Because I need to. And because

steady movement of the flogger. Without breaking rhythm he raised his

yelped, jerking upright with her hands

He struck her ass

in either shock or pain, looking back at him with wide eyes. Her hair fell in soft waves around her face. Her lower lip was wet and pink,

being properly mastered. He understood, but he wasn’t so blind to her real

time. This one

and you’re about to find out exactly what

* * *

won’t tell you again.” Master

frozen, the tension in her arms, back, and legs seemingly turning her to stone. The first blow had taken her by surprise, the second stung enough that

Thwack.

ass as the hardest blow yet landed. Jolted from her

making

“Master Xavier, that hurts.”

his head. “Of course it hurts,

swung the flogger towards her and Mae pressed herself harder against the horse, staying

understand that you don’t want it to

frustration filled

“It doesn’t.”

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