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Giggling, I say, “This is perfect, thank you.”

He wraps his arms around me, pulling my back to his front, brushing my hair off my neck. He says, “I’m going to give you everything, Princess. Whatever you ask of me, is yours.”

I shiver from his breath on my ear. Nash chuckles, and I can feel the vibrations through my entire body.

“Come, Princess. Let me show you the bedroom.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

NASH

Itake her hand and walk her to the bedroom. She stops as soon as we enter and sighs, “Oh my God.”

Her gaze stays locked on the wrought iron canopy bed in the middle of the room. It is not like other canopy beds I’ve seen. At the top and on the end, it has handcrafted tree branches with gold wispy willow embellishments. The top looks like broken tree branches. There are white sheer curtains pulled to the side at all four posts.

“I’ve never seen anything like this. I’m going to paint this.”

She turns to the wall, the eighteen by twenty portrait of her sleeping catching her eye.

Ivy shakes her head, “I’ll paint something to replace that.”

I turn her toward me, “You will not.” Tilting her head back, I force her gaze to mine, “You’re beautiful, Princess. I love that photograph. You look like sweet perfection. You are the closest to an angel I’ll ever touch. That portrait depicts exactly that. Get undressed.”

“Yes sir,” she responds.

“Good girl.”

I watch her take her clothes off while I unbutton my shirt. I could strip her naked quicker, but I like watching her slowly reveal her perfect little body to me. Tossing my shirt to the top of the dresser, Ivy sheds her skirt and panties as I pull my belt out of my loops. Her eyes widen. I love that while she asked for this, there’s still an element of fear with her arousal. After ditching my pants and boxers, I ask her, “You have not earned a punishment, baby. You asked for this. Do you still want it?”

She nods, “Yes, sir. Please.”

I move the fabric covering the bench I bought exactly for this occasion.

“Lay flat on your stomach.”

She does, and I come up behind her and lift her legs so she’s on her knees, raising her beautiful ass for me. Ivy moves to lift her head, “Keep your head down. There are metal loops, so I can tie you down. I’m not planning on doing that right now, but I will if I need to. I’m hoping you can be a good girl.”

She whimpers, “I can. I’ll be good.”

I set the belt on the bench and grab her ass cheeks, and spread her open for me, “Fucking exquisite.”

Running two fingers along her slit, I see how wet she is. “My filthy slut is drenched for me.”

A breathy moan escapes from her, driving me fucking crazy.

I pick up the belt, “Remember your safe word.”

“Yes, sir,” she says in a small voice.

I hit her on the right cheek, and her skin pinks up beautifully as she moans loudly. I snap the belt on her left side. This time she screams.

“You have a safe word, Ivy. Do not hesitate to use it.”

“More, please,” she whimpers.

Hitting her three more times in quick succession, she cries out so loud. I drop the belt to the floor, “Do you need to come now, Princess?”

“Yes,” she whimpers breathlessly.

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