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He just wished he didn’t need the mask. He would press his face fully against solid bone and heated skin.
The first pop of the whip drew their attention, and the three of them settled in to watch Logan demonstrate technique tothe other Dom. With exceptional precision, the whip kissed the woman’s shoulders, her back, her ass, and thighs. The demo held the attention not only of her Dom, but their audience, about twenty people grouped around the taped perimeter.
After a short time, the marks which had landed with such deceptive softness were raising red marks on her flesh. The woman quivered from the contact, but she was also lifting on her toes, back arching with sensual response.
Then Logan landed a sharper pop on that raised ass and she yelped.
Her Dom, a broad man with a beard and a Marine tattoo on his biceps, spoke. “You don’t ask for more, Jenna. Do you?”
“No, Sir. I wait for what you’re willing to give me.”
“Good girl. Apologize for your rudeness to Master Logan.”
“I’m sorry, Sir.”
“Now you try, George.” Logan handed the whip off to the bearded man.
He aimed low, toward her thighs and ass. After about ten more minutes and more direction from Logan, he was delivering smooth, careful strikes. Then he went to his sub to see how she was doing. He gripped her chin, bringing her up on her toes as he kissed her. He also put his hand between her legs to find her slippery. Her gaze clung to him as he tasted her arousal.
When he returned to Logan, he offered his thanks in a baritone that would do justice to Barry White. “That tip you gave me, to practice on the balloons, helped.”
“It’s a good precision exercise.” Logan raised his voice for the audience. “Use balloons to practice whip technique. Strike without breaking them, and also learn how much force is needed to do it. Over time, your bottom may want you to do harder strikes, but take it slow. Nothing pulls them out of a scene faster than inflicting pain beyond their pleasure or service zone.”
Roy noticed DJ missed most of Logan’s lesson. He’d been tracking how Jenna responded to every strike, and not just the answer from her flesh. Her deeper reactions drew him in the way the music in his head did. Maybe they came from the same source.
Had he noticed what Roy had, how George and Jenna became closer to one being, connected by the throw of the whip, her pain and pleasure tangled up in George’s desire to give her both? And control both.
The whip demo had concluded, and George was releasing his sub. Roy touched DJ’s arm, making him aware of his Master’s attention upon him.
“Want to try it?” Roy asked.
CHAPTER TWENTY
Yes. Very much so. If…
“You know how to do this?” DJ asked.
“Not as good as Logan, but enough to give you the sense of it. If you’d like to see how it feels.”
Logan had returned to Madison. He took a sip of the water she had for him, and kissed her, his other hand rising to caress her chin, then tug on the collar in a manner that had her seeming a little lost. DJ thought she might have forgotten they were there until Logan straightened and his gaze moved over DJ to Roy.
“Good to have you here.”
“Thanks. Good to be here.” Roy shook his hand. “Anyone have this station after you? I’d like to borrow your six-footer to give DJ a taste, but I don’t want to jump the line.”
“I’m doing demos here until midnight, but the next one isn’t for twenty minutes. I can sit here and enjoy my wife. Have you kept in practice?”
“Yep. But feel free to correct and improve my technique. I’m not too proud to take lessons from Army.”
Logan chuckled. “I thought humility was against the Marines ROE.”
“I didn’t say a thing about humility. Rules of engagement,” Roy added at DJ’s curious look. “Ready to give it a go?”
“Yeah. Yes, Sir,” DJ added at Roy’s sudden still look. “Where do you…what do you want me to do?”
Roy gripped his hand and held that connection, his fingers warm. DJ understood how Madison could get lost in a simple closed mouth kiss and touch on her collar, when having his hand held by Roy did the same.
“Remember your safe word,” his Master said. “If something bugs you, use it.”
