Page 33 of Dominic

Dominic’s eyes narrowed. “If I wasn’t here right now, what would you do to get yourself back under control?”

Her skin felt like it was itching. “I would probably go for a run.” The words came out fast, harsh.

“How long?”

She shrugged. “Until I couldn’t go any further.” She would push her body until it stopped, exhausted.

“And have you ever been in a situation like this where you couldn’t run? Couldn’t exercise yourself into exhaustion?”

“A few.” She didn’t want to talk about this. “Look, your first suggestion was the best one, I’m sure. Please, just fuck me senseless.”

She began grinding herself against him. This would work. It would be hard at first to ignore the overload of sensation on her body, especially when he was adding to it, but it would at least get her the release. The exhaustion she needed.

But he stopped her, grabbing her hips and holding her still.

“Is that what you’ve done in the past when this feeling came on? Masturbated?”

She shook her head, even as she tried to grind against him. “No.” The word came out as a whine.

“Why? Tell me.”

“Because it made it too much worse before it made it better.” The words ripped out of her. The buzzing sensation was getting worse. Soon she would be scratching and wouldn’t be able to stop.

“So what do you do when you get like this and you can’t run or work yourself out to exhaustion?” His hands now gripped her wrists, stopping them from moving towards her arms.

“I would scratch myself, okay? I would scratch myself on my arms and my legs and my stomach until the feeling passed.”

God, she was such a freak. The one time Gordon had caught her doing that, after a robbery that had gone wrong and left Cassandra filled with such angst, the buzzing had overwhelmed her. He’d caught her scratching her arms and leg until they were raw. He’d looked at her with disgust before knocking her around a few times.

But scratching herself when she felt this way was the only way she knew how to get herself back into her own skin. How to get the buzzing out.

“You hurt yourself,” Dominic said softly. “Either way, that’s what it is, whether you run until your body collapses, or you scratch yourself.”

“No. I just — okay, yes, I guess. God, just let me go.”

Dominic took both his wrists and one of his hands, then with the other hit the intercom switch near his seat. “Titus, I need you to just drive around until I tell you.”

Dominic took her hands and pulled her forward until their faces were just an inch apart.

“We’ll work on helping you not get to this level. I’m sure there are things we can do earlier to prevent it. But when you do get to this point, the point where you can’t control it, you will not hurt yourself anymore. Never again.”

She wanted to say yes, wanted to agree. But his words, as powerful as they were, were not going to be enough. Not enough to hold off the buzzing when it came.

The thought of disappointing him just made the buzzing worse. It was inside her head now. “I—”

He cut her off. “When you feel this way you will come to me, and I will give you what you need. All it will take is one request.”

She heard his words but they weren’t making sense to her. Nothing was making sense to her. She felt his hand grip her chin hard.

“Say, ‘Master, I need you to spank me.’ Say it, Cass. When this happens, you come to me and you say that rather than hurt yourself. You need pain to re-center yourself. That’s why you’ve always ran and scratched. I can give that to you.”

She stared at him, a tear rolling down her cheek. “Yes. Please…” It was all she could get out, all she was capable of.

She immediately found herself over his lap, her dress pushed up to her waist. His hand came down against her ass, blow after blow after blow.

At first she could hardly feel it through the buzzing, but then the pain began to radiate. He concentrated on her ass, then the backs of her thighs.

It took a while, but eventually she was sobbing, so thankful to be able to feel the pain, have it chase away the buzzing. Her hands unclenched on the leather seat in front of her, her face turned to the side andjust rested there as he continued to apply his hand to blow after blow. She could even feel her ass rise up to meet it.

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