Submission

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,

someone to want me so badly that he’d do anything. I’d love

vanilla?” He caressed her with the flogger again, and the strands tickled her stomach. “What do you want this man

shrugged. “I

thought

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

I understand your discomfort. You will write out your fantasy in detail and present it

but it would be so much easier to write it out instead of saying it. She was eager to move on and answered the rest of his questions without stumbling. Her last reward was another piece of chocolate, but

her mouth as he drew back from putting

ask you some questions?” She held her breath, wondering if he would permit the

later, the blindfold came off, making her grateful for the dimmer illumination provided by the electric candles as she blinked several times to re-acclimate to

she reached for her shirt, he intercepted her hand, taking it in one of his larger

and saw evidence of his arousal pressing insistently against his jeans. The sight made her mouth water and heat flare between

you

about your family and

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

you

“I admit I’ve always liked to be in control. I was the bossy one on the playground, but the other kids listened. In my teens, I got a little wild and stole a car with some friends. We were

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

instructor to get my attention. He earned my respect, and I straightened out. Sergeant