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Chapter 48

“No, no.” Panic was clawing at her throat.

“Are you using your safe word?” Someone in the crowd called out the question, clearly concerned for her.

Mae opened her mouth. Banana. All she had to do was say it.

Instead she looked at Xavier. “This is on your checklist?”

He nodded. “I can see the beauty in marking a submissive in this way, if she chooses to bear her submission like this.”

“Is this…like collaring?” It would make sense if this were about permanently showing ownership.

“No, Mae. We are not bound. This branding would mean that you submitted fully to me in this moment. Nothing more. Nothing less.”

Her heart was breaking and she couldn’t breathe. Mae folded her arms against her chest, only to cry out when her breasts throbbed.

“On your checklist, did you say you wanted to be branded?” His tone was firm.

“Yes, Master.”

“And now you are presented with that opportunity.”

She whimpered and dropped her head.

Xavier touched her cheek. “This is what safe words were made for.”

Though she heard him, all she could think about was his touch. It was nothing more than his knuckles stroking her face, but it made all the difference. Mae exhaled, a trance-like calm settling over her. He’d warned her both about himself and about her own desires.

This was the turning point. She could walk away, or she could embrace this.

And then, when her time with him was over, Mae would have his mark. She’d have a way to remember what it had felt like to dance in the dark. Even if no one else ever touched her the way he had, she’d remember these feelings—the pride and desire of walking through the club wearing the marks of a flogger, the delicious helplessness of being mastered by a man who found release by marking her flesh, and above all the way he’d looked at her.

“No, Master.”

have to say your

mean no, I’m not using my safe word.” She raised her voice and heard the crowd mutter.

bit at her once his touch was gone,

challenge. No one here doubts

“Thank you, Master.”

flexing. “Use your

shook her head. “No,

out of this item.” Though Mae couldn’t see

and in his eyes Mae saw a

made the words poetry. “I want to taste her pain and submission

all that mattered was his green eyes, staring at

attach your cuffs to the chains. I

D ring near the closure was the only hardware

in with no problem. The right took her longer, and she had to stretch and wedge the clip against the wood in

her fingers around

wooden

it down on

her gaze to Master Xavier’s. There was fire in his gaze, a fierce desire

do it to her. Wanted what would come after—the permanent record of

of the sound of water hissing as he dunked the brand into the bucket, though she couldn’t see it happening.

“Spread your legs, Mae.”

two fingers into her pussy. The penetration sent spikes of pleasure through her. She focused on that—the feel of his

to come for me. I want to feel you shaking with pleasure.” He brushed her hair aside and kissed

her whole body bowed back. Knowing that there was a crowd looking on only spurred her arousal. She shamelessly pumped her hips on his hand, grateful to have this to

was still shuddering through her when he pulled back. Mae had a moment to

something hard pressed against her right butt cheek near her

in terror and in satisfaction. She screamed as

…But it didn’t burn.

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