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He turns back to the wardrobe. “Now let’s see some of the instruments that can be used for both punishments and funishments.”

He goes through them all, one by one, and I have to admit some terrify me, and a couple are added to my list of hard limits and a few others to my list of soft limits.

“I saved the best for last.” His hand brushes over a simple handle with a circular, leather flat top.

It is smooth and unassuming.

He picks it up. “This, pet, is a paddle. It delivers a firm, satisfying smack, leaving a delicious sting upon your skin.”

I swallow hard, my pulse quickening with anticipation.

He sets it to the side, on the table instead of putting it back like the others.

He takes a dark instrument this time, one that I’ve watched being used many times and have wondered about how it would feel on my skin. “This is a flogger."

He examines it, and when he talks next, his tone is filled with reverence. "It can be used for both pleasure and pain, its tendrils caressing or striking with equal intensity."

He twirls it in his hand, the strands whispering through the air with a tantalizing swish.

I bite my lip, imagining the sensation of the leather dancing across my skin.

Setting it next to the paddle, he reaches inside the land of treasure and torture once more to pull out something I am familiar with.

“The riding crop is perfect for precision strikes. It delivers a sharp, stinging sensation that will leave you trembling with pleasure."

He runs the tip of the crop along the curve of my spine, making goosebumps erupt all over. I gasp, as a delicious ache builds inside me.

Setting it up next to the other two on the table, he closes the wardrobe and turns to me.

“There’s one more we haven’t talked about yet, and it might be the most used of all.”

Seth holds out his own hand, offering it to me with a tender smile. “This is the most intimate of implements, capable of delivering both pain and pleasure with a single touch.”

I take his hand in mine and caress it, remembering last time, and how it had delivered it all.

He holds my hand in his, picks up the things he laid on the table, and guides me toward the bed.

“It’s all nice and fine talking about it, but you need to know the difference between them. For that, you need to feel them. So… Are you ready, pet?"

I shiver. I am so ready. But at the same time, I don’t want to disappoint him. What if I suck at this?

I nod. Once. Tentatively.

“We don’t have to do this today, Bridget, but we do have to do it, so we might as well get it over with so we can move on to the more pleasurable part of the training. So, what do you say?”

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BRIDGET

Now is the time to really show him that I’m his perfect sub. “I’m ready, Sir.”

His smile is blinding. “On your knees.” He points down at the floor beside the bed.

I obey.

Seth sits on the edge of the bed and holds out a hand to me. “Take my hand.”

I do so.

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