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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.”

with

body. Unable to balance the physical demands of

skin between the top of her panties and the bottom of her

Beth whispered, squeezing her

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

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

you are. You should be

“I know, Master James.”

“Are you scared?”

Master.” But not of

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

to cane your ass. Then I’m going to

containing none of the more obviously pleasurable elements of last

the cane landed across the middle of both ass cheeks. The cane was quiet

was bearable, but enough that

for the touch to be pleasant, but when he wrapped one arm around her waist, holding her tight against his side as his fingers dipped into her pussy, Beth forgot

“You’re very wet, Beth.”

Master James.” She moaned, arching

stroked their way from her clit to the entrance of her pussy and back, moving

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

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

associate

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

get so lost, so wrapped up, that it would seem

from her pussy, and before she could brace herself the cane lashed against her naked skin. This

almost fell, but Master James again caught her, two fingers of his free hand sinking into her pussy. He fucked her

submissive to come when

Beth couldn’t hide

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 cage. If she wanted to come again she had

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