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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.

flogger’s steady rhythm was like a metronome as he spoke. “The difference is in how long the sub wears the marks. A flogging is a light beating, because your skin will be red for a few days. Paddles, canes, a

muffled because of the way her face rested on her arms,

what little girls get when they want to pretend

exactly true—spanking was an art form in itself and a well-administered one could have longer-lasting effects than a

you’re beating me?” Her question was soft, and when he looked, her eyes were wide and dark, fixed

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

the flogger. Without breaking

her hands braced on the

He struck her ass again,

out 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,

so blind to her real wants as others had been. She was going to accept her beating, and nothing she did or said would

last time. This

you’re about to find

* * *

you again.” Master Xavier

her to stone. The first blow had taken

Thwack.

set fire to the back of her thighs and ass as the hardest blow yet landed. Jolted from her paralysis, Mae yelped and took two steps forward, turning so that Master

you’re making

“Master Xavier, that hurts.”

tilted his head. “Of course it

swung the flogger towards her and Mae pressed herself

understand that you don’t want it to hurt. But that

filled

“It doesn’t.”

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