Submission

CHAPTER FOUR-PART 3

With a sigh, she subsided, doing her best to answer his questions honestly. The next several were inconsequential, followed by one that made her freeze.

“Tell me a fantasy.”

Sable bit her lip, unable to reply.

“Sable, what’s one of your fantasies?” He punctuated the question with something stinging against her skin, along with a snapping sound. It didn’t hurt much, but it was startling. When she shook her head, he swatted her again with it, this time a little harder.

“Answer me.”

“I thought you said no pain.”

The stinging tendrils hit her again. “This isn’t pain, Sable. This is motivation.”

“It sure as hell feels like pain.” She winced at the petulant note in her words.

Julian laughed, a warm sound that made her stomach flutter. “You’re a lightweight. This is the smallest flogger in my collection.”

Shuddering, she said, “I don’t want to meet the rest.”

“Answer me then.” He sounded husky. “I won’t judge you. This isn’t for my titillation. I’d just like a glimpse inside your desires.” The flogger touched her skin again, this time in a soft stroking motion that made her nerve ends tingle. “I’ve heard probably everything. More than likely, I’ve done it, whatever it is. Threesome, lesbian, or rape fantasy, perhaps?”

She shook her head. “Nothing that kinky.”

are all that kinky, Sable, but what do you

I’d

caressed her with the flogger again, and

shrugged. “I don’t

have thought about it?

satin sheets, and our naked bodies—” She broke off, unable to

You will write out your fantasy in detail

saying it. She was eager to move on and answered the rest of his questions without stumbling. Her last reward was another piece

he drew back from

breath, wondering if he would permit

on her tongue when she extended it. A second later, the blindfold came off, making her grateful for the dimmer

her bare arm. When she reached for her shirt, he intercepted her hand, taking it in one of his larger ones to hold.

trace of desire in his expression? Trying to appear casual, she glanced down and saw evidence of his arousal pressing insistently against his jeans. The sight made her mouth water and heat flare between her thighs, though she wouldn’t have

you like

me about your

parents are still alive and still together after forty-three years. As far as I know, they’re all vanilla, and I’m the sole freak of the family.” He smiled to indicate

did you become…like

but the other kids listened. In my teens, I got a little

the intimacy of the gesture until the silken strands were between her fingers. “I just can’t picture you as

get my attention. He earned my respect, and I straightened out. Sergeant Stark made me responsible for myself and others, teaching me accountability in the process. By the time I

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