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Chapter 31

“Can you come from pain alone?”

Master Xavier’s words barely penetrated the twilight-like space where she seemed to float.

“No, Master Xavier.”

“Are you sure?”

The tip of the flogger tails landed on the inner curves of her ass, near her anus, and the sting of pain sent a jolt of pleasure through her pussy.

“No, Master. I’m not.” She wasn’t sure of anything anymore.

A warm palm came to rest on her back. “These last few will be the hardest.”

That was the only warning she got before pain exploded across her ass. Mae screamed, tears leaking from her eyes.

“You’ll take another one.” Master Xavier’s voice was deep, his breathing a bit ragged too.

Mae couldn’t speak, but she arched her back, presenting her ass more fully.

“Good girl.”

Crack. Crack. Crack.

The final three blows came in quick succession. Mae didn’t have time to scream, she barely managed to breathe. Her legs started to give out and she reached back with one hand, grabbing Xavier’s forearm, holding on to him as if he were a life raft in the middle of a stormy ocean.

He grabbed her by the upper arm and neck, raising her to a standing position and turning her to face him. Within the shadows of his mask his eyes glowed like emeralds. He was breathing hard, his jaw muscles tensed.

Mae realized that he was as lost in the storm as she was. This is what had always been missing from her scenes before. Never before had doing something to her, playing with her, had the kind of impact on a Dom that she could see in Xavier’s eyes.

The ground shifted under her feet, the earth seeming to tip sideways only to right itself, the world slightly different than it had been a moment ago.

“Master, please.”

“What do you want? To

she reached up, laying her palm on his cheek, feeling both skin and leather under her hand.

knew, though she couldn’t say why, that though he was the Master

guided his hands to her

lips were firm and wet against hers. For a moment he didn’t react, and

back, crushing

scraped against the smooth surface of the mask. She wished she could bury her fingers in his hair, wished she could see

her mouth. Mae sucked on his tongue, and when he shifted, one leg

quick steps back, Mae was left gasping,

for what’s on the

them. Maybe he hadn’t felt it the way she did. That thought made her stomach knot, but it

I want to add that to our

her questions. “It’s nearly four a.m. You’ll sleep in

“What if—”

of the neck, his will washing over

Master Xavier.” She didn’t bother to hide her frustration—both sexual and emotional, and it

fraction, but his jaw clenched, lips

forced her to bend over the horse. His

“Grab your ankles.”

Xavier, I’m sorry, I

Mae.” He pressed his hand against

frustration from the truncated kiss were suppressed by a resurgence of the sweet submissiveness that had filled her while

hooked her fingers in the

meet me back here at noon. Eat before you arrive. You will

“Yes, Master Xavier.”

seems you have a hard time remembering your place unless you’re actively being dominated.” He pinched

blood was rushing to

sound disgusted. “It means that I

“Yes, Master Xavier.”

you taken

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