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He pulled out, and I gagged on a torrent ofsaliva. Chuckling as he tucked himself away again, he said, “There.Now you’re dripping from both sides.”
My nerves sang with an overload ofsensation. My skin was hot and too cold. My pussy tingled, but myass burned. My jaw ached from being stretched open, but Idesperately wanted his cock filling it again.
I was so caught up in my whole-body check-inthat I hadn’t noticed him leaning down close to my ear. His whisperstartled me. “Are you beginning to understand now, princess? What Iwant from you?”
“Everything,” I whispered back.
And I would give it to him.
CHAPTER SIX
(Charlotte)
“Do you want to go again?” Matt asked,smoothing his hand over my aching ass. “Another cycle likethat?”
“Um…” I considered everything we’d done. Allof it. “Will you spank me again?” Quickly, I added, “Mydragon?”
I heard the amusement in his voice when heanswered, could imagine the smile he tried to subdue. “Is that arequest? Or is it something you don’t want?”
My pain receptors screamedno, but myhorny, horny endorphins shriekedyes. “What happens nexttime?”
He moved away, then came to stand where Icould see the implements dangling from his hand. The tasseled whipand the paddle. “You choose. Paddle or flogger?”
“Um…” The leather-covered paddle would hurtas much as a hand, I thought. The flogger would also hurt, butprobably in a different way. “Flogger, please, my dragon.”
“Excellent choice.” He tossed the paddleaside. Every thump of his cane on the floor made me flinch as hewalked behind me. I didn’t know when the first strike wouldcome.
“We’ll do five again,” he said. The leathertails trailed over my backside. They prickled like freshlysharpened cat claws on my already burning skin. “You’ll count them,like before. And at the end, you’ll get a reward.”
I wondered if I was allowed to suggestrewards. Because right then, I just wanted him inside me.
“Are you ready?” The way he smoothed hishand over my burning ass when he said it made me think he wastrying to call attention to the pain I’d felt and the pain tocome.
“Yes, my dragon.” I didn’t brace myself.There was no point, no knowing when the lashes would come or wherethey would land. I heard the whistle of the tails in the air andknew, in the split second before the leather tore across my skin,that he wouldn’t take it easy on me. That it would hurt.
It did.
The tails felt like they were cutting intome individually, a bunch of electric knives scoring my flesh. Ichoked out a scream.
“You’re supposed to be counting, princess,”he reminded me. “I would hate to have to add more strokes to thetotal to remind you.”
“One.” My voice shook.
“And you remember that this can stop at anytime,” he reminded me.
“I know, my dragon.” I didn’t want to stop.I wanted to take everything he had for me. Another whistle ofpromised pain, another stinging lash, and this time I screamed mypain with, “Two!”
“Good girl,” he said, and I melted.
My hands clenched to fists at the thirdstrike, but I counted that one aloud too. I could do anything,endure anything, to hear those words from him. With every burst ofagony, I craved his approval more. The fourth left me trembling andsweating. The fifth whipped across my vulva, and I burst intotears. “Five!”
He came to stand in front of me and liftedmy tear-streaked face so he could look me in the eye. “Is this toomuch for you, Charlotte?”
Not “princess,” but Charlotte. It was atime-out in our game.
I swallowed thickly and nodded. “I want tokeep going. I just don’t want any more pain.”
He kissed the top of my head and murmured,“You’re doing so well, princess.”