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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 arms

James laid his bare hand on the back of her thigh, and she felt the skin to skin contact along every nerve ending in her body. Unable to balance the physical demands of this position with the emotional work it

was soft, and lips brushed over the bare strip of skin between the top

squeezing

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

then inched them down. She was wet despite her efforts to ignore

you are. You

“I know, Master James.”

“Are you scared?”

not

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

stepped back. “I’m going to cane your ass. Then I’m going to fuck

were brutal, his plan containing none of the more obviously pleasurable elements

across the middle of both ass cheeks. The cane was quiet compared to the crack of a paddle, the whistle and small thump

was bearable, but enough that

James ran his fingers gently along the mark he’d just left. The skin was too hot for the touch to be pleasant, but when he wrapped one arm around her waist, holding her tight against his side as his

“You’re very wet, Beth.”

Master James.” She moaned,

the entrance of her pussy and back,

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

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

would associate

why he was telling her this. That didn’t seem like his

so lost, so wrapped up, that it would

against her naked skin. This one was lower, striking the soft skin where ass met

time dancing in place a little. Her underwear tangled around her ankles and she almost fell, but Master James again caught her, two fingers of his free hand sinking into her pussy. He fucked her gently until her panting breaths of pain changed into a different kind of

trained a submissive to come when I

did?” Beth couldn’t hide her

Then I’d put her on her knees, have her suck me off, and lock her in a cage. If she wanted to come again she had to

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