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…or the sudden rush of arousal when I see it.

CHAPTER 25: BINX

The paddle looks to be fashioned from a single piece of black leather, with a handle that’s big enough to fit inside Traven’s massive fist, and a business end that’s just the right size to cover my entire backside. Some words are tooled into the surface of the paddle, but I’m having trouble reading them. For a moment, I think it’s my dyslexia acting up, then I realize the words are actually writtenbackwardson the leather.

Under these stressful circumstances, my brain is in no state to translate.

All I can do is stare wide-eyed and gape-mouthed at the dangerous-looking paddle, and the even more dangerous-looking warper who is holding it. As I watch, Traven runs the fingers of his free hand appreciatively over the supple black leather.

“You know,” he says, in a voice that is low and rumbling. “We’ve got a bunch of spanking paddles in that closet. But this one… this one’sspecial. We had it custom made several cycles ago, but we’ve never had a chance to bust it out til now. You see, we’ve been saving it for the right woman—a woman who deserves this level of craftsmanship…”

His intense gaze tells meIam that woman. I don’t know whether to be honored or terrified.

I guess I’m a little of both.

“The time has come to finally break this bad boy in,” Traven says. “And you’re gonna help us. You and that sexy little butt of yours.”

It feels like a full minute passes before I’m finally able to speak, and even then, I’m not able to form a complete sentence.

“You mean… you’re going to…?”

“Spank you,” Traven finishes for me. “That’s right, Binx. I’m gonna give your bottom a spanking you won’t soon forget. But, first things first…”

He moves forward slowly, his naked body outlined by the light from the closet behind him. The muscles of his powerful thighs flex deliciously as he strides toward the bed, and his hard cock sways back and forth with every step, like a metronome putting me into a hypnotic trance. Nervous as I am, the sight of Traven’s incredible body still ignites within me an arousal that is impossible to ignore. My entire body feels like a helium balloon that’s going to lift off the bed at any moment and float to the ceiling high above.

When Traven reaches the bed, he stops and gently sets the paddle down atop the rumpled satin sheets. I let out a tiny sigh of relief, even though I know it’s premature.

Traven’s not going to let me off the hook that easily.

That’s not his style.

“There’s gonna be two parts to your punishment,” he says. “An internal part, and an external part. We’re gonna start with the internal punishment.”

My attention leaves the paddle for a moment, and I give Traven a confused look.

“Internal? Like… making me feel guilty?”

“Not exactly.”

Traven turns, and I’m treated to another, longer view of his thick, squeezable butt. Then I realize where he’s going, and my own butt clenches with anxiety.

The box of anal plugs is lying on top of a credenza by the wall, right where Rek placed it following my last training session yesterday. Now, Traven opens it and lifts out the last and largest of the plugs.

He also removes a bottle of lube. The one labeledFire.

“Be careful, Traven,” Rek says behind me. “We don’t want to rush Binx’s training and give her more than she can handle.”

Traven strolls around to the side of the bed where Rek and I are both sitting. He stops right in front of me and slowly looks me up and down. I look him up and down too. Between the buttplug and the boner, it’s a struggle to keep my composure. But it’s the stern look in the warper’s eyes that really makes me break out in a hot sweat.

“She’s been prancing around with the second biggest one inside her like it’s not even there,” Traven says. “Hell, she even slept with it in. She can handle this one… can’t you, Binx?”

“I can handle anything you dish out.”

The words have left my mouth before I’m even aware of what I’m saying, and they’re laced with more attitude than I even thought myself capable of. I don’t know what came over me—or maybe I do, but I’m just too ashamed to admit it.

Either way, I can’t take it back. I’ve said it; now I have to accept the consequences.

Surprisingly, Traven seems pleased by my answer, attitude and all.

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