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Chapter 72

“Caning and choking.”

“Have you been caned before?”

“Yes, Master James.”

“Where?” He traced a pattern over the smooth fabric of the bustier with the tip of the cane.

Beth had to pause and think before replying. “My back and shoulders, thighs.”

“And did you enjoy it?” The cane dropped to her panties, catching on the lace.

“No, Master James.”

He stepped closer, his arm up to his shoulder now in the light. The cane slipped between her legs, pressing up on the sex.

“And do you think you’ll enjoy it now?”

Beth closed her eyes. A caning was brutal by anyone’s standards. She wasn’t a pain bottom, so for her the pleasure from a caning would have to come from the submissive aspect of it. With anyone else she would have said no, would have accepted the caning because that’s what a good submissive did.

Yet she knew, she knew, that with Master James even this otherwise terrifying implement of torture would lead to bone-melting pleasure.

“Beth, you didn’t answer my question.” There was a hint of chastisement in his voice. Instead of upsetting her, it pissed her off.

Her gaze snapped up, to the shadows where his face would be. “You know the answer to that.”

“I want to hear you say it.”

Beth jerked her chin to the side. “Why? You know how I react to you. You know I want…” More. I want to wear your collar.

The silence stretched, uncomfortable and tense.

“Take a small step backward, bend at the hips.” The cane guided her, pushing against her pussy. “Back up more. Arms together, bend your elbows.”

bent at the waist, her torso not quite parallel with the floor, her

Unable to balance the physical demands of this position with the emotional work it

top

Beth whispered, squeezing her eyes

the future or the past, there was only now, only this moment,

panties, then inched them down. She was wet despite her efforts to ignore him, and the lace clung to

smell you. I know how aroused you are. You should be terrified. A

“I know, Master James.”

“Are you scared?”

not

her now-bare ass, paused, as if he heard the things she

cane your ass. Then I’m going to

his plan containing none of the more obviously pleasurable elements of

first blow of the cane landed across the middle of both ass cheeks. The cane was quiet compared to the crack of a paddle, the whistle and small thump barely audible before

than was bearable, but enough that she couldn’t stop

the touch to be pleasant, but when he wrapped one arm around

“You’re very wet, Beth.”

James.” She moaned, arching

clit to the entrance of her pussy

train you to come from the caning alone.” His voice was dark, the hand around her waist tightening. “I could bring you right to the edge of orgasm a thousand times, each time stopping to lay a nice welt on your ass. Eventually you’d be so

rub against her g-spot. Beth spread her legs more, rocking against his finger as much as

would associate the

That didn’t seem

up, that it would seem

finger slipped from her pussy, and before she could brace herself the cane lashed against her naked skin. This one was lower, striking the soft skin where ass met

Master James again caught her, two fingers of his free hand sinking into her

come when I

did?” Beth couldn’t hide

her except to tie her legs open and crop her. She’d come just from that. Then I’d put her on her knees, have her suck me off, and lock her in a

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