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.”

all that kinky,

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

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

shrugged. “I

must have thought about it? What

champagne, and flowers. Purple satin sheets, and our naked bodies—” She

understand your discomfort. You will write out your fantasy in detail and present it to me by

embarrassing to tell him, 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

back from putting the chocolate

I ask you some questions?” She held her breath, wondering if he

course. You can have the chocolate too.” He placed it on her tongue when she extended it. A second later, the blindfold came off, making her grateful for the dimmer illumination provided by the electric candles as she blinked

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

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 admitted to an attraction to him under threat

would you like

about your

boring stuff. I have two brothers, and my 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 he was

did you become…like

the bossy one on the playground, but the other kids listened. In my teens, I got a little wild and stole a car with

the

attention. He earned my respect, and I straightened out. Sergeant Stark made me responsible for myself