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“Yes, you do.” His smirk widened. “Now get in the fuckingcage.”

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Willow

Logan’s eyesglowed with vicious happiness as he pushed me all the way into the cage. “Because this is your first time, I’ll let you choose,” he said, nodding toward therack.

A chill ran through me as I scanned the torture devices. Until now, I’d done my best to stay out of this cage and away from these things. I simply couldn’t bear the thought ofthem.

Now that I was being forced to look, I realized just how many whips there were. Curled ones, braided ones, thick ones, knotted ones… and more. There were also several canes, ranging in thickness and material, and several things that looked like flyswatters.

“Don’t make me repeat myself,” Logan said in a warningtone.

Gulping, I selected a thick cane. I knew it would hurt, but I was sure it wouldn’t break the skin, unlike the thinner canes and whips. Not unless Logan beat memercilessly.

“You want that one?” he asked, flashing a brilliant smile atme.

I nodded. “Yes, sir,” I whispered, bowing my head. In my mind, I silently chanted at him.I hate you, I hate you, I hateyou!

“Take off therobe.”

I did as he said. I’d never been insecure about my body, but now my nakedness made me hyper-aware of my vulnerability. I shivered as Logan ran one hand over my breasts before trailing it down over my waist and hips, leaving goosebumps in itswake.

“Such a beautiful body,” he muttered, as if I were a doll that existed for his viewing pleasure rather than a sentient being with thoughts and feelings. “I can’t wait to have all ofit.”

Shame coursed through me as my nipples hardened. It was only because the dungeon was cold, but the triumphant look in Logan’s eyes made it clear he wouldn’t believe me if I used that as anexcuse.

He took one of the chains hanging from the ceiling and brought it closer. Then he grabbed my arm and roughly spun me to face the other wall. I didn’t try to struggle. There was no point, because he was stronger than me, and if I angered him enough, he might call his sniper friend back to kill mybrother.

He chained one wrist and then the other, leaving me immobilized andhelpless.

“Are you mine, princess?” he asked in a husky voice as he reached forward to grab the cane. His lips were hovering right over the shell of myear.

I gritted my teeth and nodded, thinking of my little brother. “Yes,sir.”

“Are you ever going to leaveme?”

“No,sir.”

“After all that fuss about never giving in to me, you’ll have to forgive me for not believing you yet.” He chuckled sadistically, trailing the cane over the back of my legs. “I have an idea. To prove your loyalty to me, you need to accept this punishment without a single complaint. In fact, you need to tell me you love it and thank me forit.”

I bit back a retort. “Yes,sir.”

“Good girl.” He brushed his lips over my neck, planting a soft kiss there. It was so unexpected that I didn’t have time to prepare myself for my body’s response, and before I could stop it, a white-hot wave of desire flooded overme.

At the same time, my mind sank into the past, stirring up my memories from five years ago. I recalled the arousal that burned through my body when Logan whispered those words to me.‘I’m going to take all your firsts. Every last one of them. Including thisone.’

I never thought it would happen, not after the way he abandoned me back then, but he was right all along. He took my first kiss that night at the dance, and now he’d take the resttoo.

“You’re remembering, aren’t you?” he murmured, sliding a hand around to my front. He ran it down to the apex of my thighs, letting out a low chuckle as his fingers found mywetness.

I closed my eyes and forced myself to think back to that awful phone call and the images on the tablet. I could never be aroused by this man. Not now that I knew about the atrocities he was capable of. I yanked on my chains to move my body away from his roaming hand, trying to ignore my treacherousdesire.

What was worse? Physical pain, or the humiliation of getting turned on by the man who’d threatened to kill my brother in cold blood if I didn’t surrender to his everywhim?

I guess I was about to findout.

“So eager for punishment already,” Logan said when I shied away from his fingers. He drew back and tapped the cane on my ass, just enough to make me jerk with surprise. “I suppose that’s not surprising. You know you deserveit.”