Page 105 of Seize Me

“I never said I planned on using them, angel,” he challenged with a crooked grin.

Walking to the wall near the cross, with an even larger selection of nefarious toys that had never come in contact with my lily-white ass, Tony plucked his favorite whip from the hook.I felt my eyes grow wide as I sucked in a ragged breath.“This is what I’m going to use.”

“No,” I squeaked, backing away in fear.

“No?”he asked, arching his brows.

“I mean, I don’t want to be sliced open.”

“What makes you think I’d do anything of the sort?”Tony frowned.“I’m sensing a lack of trust here, sweetheart.”

Dammit.Why did he always have to play that fucking psychological card on me?

“You either trust me or you don’t, my love.It’s as simple as that.”Tony squared his shoulders, spread his legs, and tucked his hands behind his back, thus hiding the wicked whip.Dominance rolled off him in a potent wave.“Lose the robe and step up to the cross or safeword out and go back to your room.It’s time for you to decide if you’re going to put yourself into my hands and let me mold you or not.”

The knee-jerk reaction to fight or take flight slammed into me with a force so brutal I nearly doubled over.All the time Tony and I had spent together culminated to this one pivotal moment.It was time for me to take one step for Leagh—one giant leap for my submission.

Sucking in a fortifying breath, I peeled off my robe and stepped up to the cross.

Tony stepped in behind me to whisper in my ear.“I’m so fucking proud of you.”

Tamping down the terror as he stepped away and secured the cuffs to my wrists and ankles, I tried to prepare myself for the first slice of searing pain.Trembling, I closed my eyes and listened as he took several steps behind me.

“We’re all alone, angel.Feel free to scream out your safeword if you need to.There’s no one but me to hear you.”

Get on with it already before I change my damn mind.

“Did you hear me, Leagh?”Tony asked in an impatient tone.

“Yes, Master.”I swallowed tightly.

Cringing, I squeezed my butt cheeks together and waited… and waited.Anticipation spiked, and I fought the urge to peek over my shoulder when a soft pop split the air.I whimpered, waiting for the pain to sink its teeth into my tissue and spread.Surprised when the only sensation I felt was a small gust of wind followed by a barely perceptible nip of… something, I couldn’t even call it pain.I felt another and yet another.Where was the agony?The red welted slash marks?The blood?

“See, sweetheart.I can do amazing things with this lovely whip.I can make it bite so deep and hard you crave to crawl out of your skin.Or I can leave kisses upon your sweet flesh like the gentle caress of a lover’s lips.”

I exhaled a deep sigh and relaxed against the cool, polished wood of the cross.

“That’s it.Let my whip, my lips, cover you in kisses, mytesorino,” Tony spoke in a raspy growl as he threw the whip in soft, gentle whispers.“Your submission tastes like wine, angel, sweet and intoxicating and so damn delicious.”

Within seconds, the static gray filtered in behind my closed eyes.The pinpoint of light glowed much brighter than ever before.Racing toward it, I surrounded myself in its blissful peace and eagerly sailed away.

When I opened my eyes, I was back in my room under the soft cotton sheets of my bed.Tony sat beside me, strumming his fingers through my hair, watching me with a sated expression lining his face.

“Welcome back, my love.”He smiled, bending to brush a tender kiss upon my lips.

“That was…” I struggled for words to describe the depth of intensity that had carried me away.“Amazing.More than amazing.”

“It was for me, too, sweetheart.”Tony glanced down at his lap, tightening his fist around a silver metal collar; he raised it up to me.“This is for you, Leagh.You’ve earned it.And I want everyone to know, not only are you are under my protection, but in training with me as well.Sit up, my love.”

Tears of joy streamed down my cheeks as Tony gazed into my eyes.

“Do you promise to strive to be the best submissive you can be and to represent me in a positive and respectful light?”

“Yes, Master,” I sobbed softly.

“Do you desire to wear my training collar with all your heart and soul, angel?”

“Yes, Master.”

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