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“Are you all right with sanitized implements?”

“At a club, I prefer not to use them. I’ve brought my own in the past. But I will if you want us to.”

“No. I’m fine without. I feel the same way. I know they’re clean, but—mmm. Only if you wanted them. I can make do without.”

“I’m sure you can, sir.” That seductive smile from earlier is even hotter when it’s just her mouth.

I press my fingers in farther as I clip nipple clamps to her tits. I grab a feather and trail it over the tips of her nipples then down her belly. She shivers, and her fingers curl. Otherwise, she doesn’t move. I see her concentration, and the effort it takes to remain still. I continue to tease her until I see goosebumps rise on her arms. When I grabbed the feather, I also grabbed a crop. She’s unprepared for me to bring the leather down on her belly then quickly over her left nipple before snapping it on her right one.

Her body twitches, her back coming off the table. I slap it across her clit, and she moans. I do it twice more, increasing the pressure and sting each time. With the third, I press my fingersall the way into her arse. I spread them as I flick the crop back and forth against her inner thighs.

She screams when I lean forward and suck her clit. I watch her, ensuring I don’t cross the threshold into something she doesn’t enjoy. I set the feather and crop back on the table, shifting to use the pedals to slowly lower the top of the table until it’s flat. Joey reclines, and I ease my fingers out. She crushes my forearm between her legs and moans her disagreement.

“Cailín.”

Immediately, her legs fall open again, and her chin tucks. She’d avert her gaze if she could see me.

“I will fuck you there and fuck you often, but I decide. Roll over.”

I walk to the sink and wash my hands before sliding the stirrups back into their holder. I help her shimmy up the table until she’s comfortable. I push the wheely table away as I pick up the cat o’ nine tails. I remove her blindfold, watching for the moment her eyes open. I bring the flogger down across her arse and lower back.

“More, sir.”

“More what?”

“Please, sir, more.”

“Good girl.”

I indulge her request. I set a steady pace of a figure eight with my wrist. She tries to raise her hips to me, but I spank her with my palm.

“Stay still, or I will restrain you.”

She wiggles.

“Naughty for the sake of being naughty. Now, I shall deny you.”

Instead of following through, I spank her five times on each arse cheek. When her skin moves toward red rather than deep pink, I put the flogger aside and pull another condom from mypocket. I don’t want to do too much our first time together, but I can’t wait much longer. I strip before sliding the condom on. She watches, enjoying the sight of my body as much as I enjoy hers. I lower the entire table to align her cunt with my dick before grabbing her hips and guiding her onto her hands and knees. I inch the head of my cock between her pussy lips.

“Beg.”

Chapter Eleven

Joey

I’m ready to sell my soul to the devil to get what I need next. I’ve never been this aroused in my life before. I’m ready to do far more than just beg.

“Please, sir, anything you want. Just don’t make me wait.”

“Is that what you consider begging?”

It’s not, but I’m not sure if he wants me to say more or change my tone. So, I go for both.

“Please, sir, don’t make me wait. I can’t stand it. My pussy aches for you. I can’t think about anything besides that.”

“Are you supposed to be thinking about anything else? Or is this all you’re supposed to think about?”

He’s taunting me, and I don’t mind. I’m here for that. It’s only heightening my need. This entire experience has left me desperate. Not just for what he’ll do next tonight, but the next time we can be together. And every time after that.

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