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Drew came up behind her and she felt his body heat along with the scrape of his jeans across her ass, which was still a little sore from being spanked yesterday. His grasp was firm as he raised first one of her hands, then the next, anchoring her wrists with leather cuffs. He restrained her high enough that she stood on her tiptoes. She gasped when he took one of her ankles and clasped a leather cuff around it. If her wrists weren’t so firmly bound, she would have fallen.

When he fastened her other ankle to the cross, so many sensations bombarded her at once. Her breasts and her mound were pressed tight against the smooth wood, her naked body splayed wide and her pussy so wet she could smell her musk. The fact that Drew was staring at her from behind was an erotic sensation all on its own. And being up off the floor and held only by the straps gave her the sensation of flying. Always with him she felt like she was flying. He was a high all unto himself.

When he trailed the suede straps down her spine, it caused her to shiver and she caught her breath. Immediately her body tensed. He was going to strike her with that flogger, and she didn’t know just how much it would hurt, considering how sore her ass still was.

“How does this feel?” he asked as he brushed the flogger across her shoulders then went down her spine to her ass.

She had to take a deep breath to be able to speak. “Good, Master. It feels good.” She couldn’t see him from where he was standing, but she imagined his smile. He had such a sexy, irresistible smile.

Drew brushed each of her thighs slowly, then her calves and ankles with the soft leather, finishing at her feet. She was grateful she wasn’t ticklish as he trailed the flogger up and down the arch of each of her feet.

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She started to relax into the caress of the suede against her flesh, her eyelids lowering. It soothed her at the same time it made her more aroused. This she could get used to.

The flogger snapped against one of her ass cheeks and she cried out. Her eyes went wide. He struck her again, on the other cheek this time, and tears instantly beat at the backs of her eyes.

Fuck, that hurt
. Maybe she should shout her safe word and get the hell out of this place.

But damned if she’d give up.

If you dare
…the note had said.

He flogged her thighs, her calves, her ass again and even her back. She cried out with every strike. What was bizarre was how good the flogging started to feel. That Goddamned dizzy feeling swept over her again and she felt lightheaded and way turned on.

And when he pussy whipped her, she thought she’d lose it for sure.

No coming without permission.

Fuck that.

Been there, done that, Fairland.

She was already being punished for coming without permission. She didn’t need another punishment to top it off. What she needed was a good fuck.

Drew had probably flogged her only ten times, but it felt like it would never end…and that it would end too soon. The conflicting feelings were driving her crazy, confusing her.

Abruptly he stopped and she sank against the cross, her body limp and hanging from her restraints. He came up behind her, pushed her hair aside and kissed her nape.

“How did that feel, Sarah?”

“It hurt like hell, Master,” she muttered.

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He gave a soft laugh. “What about the pleasure?” He caressed her back with the soft suede straps, the smell of leather and his musky scent filling her with warmth exceeded only by the warmth of the straps marks across her back, ass and thighs. As he moved the flogger lightly over her skin she did feel extreme pleasure straight through to her bones, enough that she whimpered again.

Whimpered for more.

Drew smiled as he drank in Sarah’s light perfume. It was a clean, citrus-y scent that went with her driven, business persona. But to him, it was delicate, arousing. As were the pink stripes lining her back down to her thighs. He knew she was so sensitive already that she could come on command.

Damn, but she looked so good strapped to his cross, her naked body marked as his.

She had a perfect, toned body, and he loved to look at her rounded, smooth ass and long, sexy legs. He liked to see her legs spread wide, exposing her pussy and her soft, pink flesh. Her silky brown hair brushed her shoulders and her features looked somewhat fragile with her hair down, unlike her professional upswept look.

His erection strained against the tough denim of his jeans, the material practically strangling his cock. With one hand he continued caressing the flogger over Sarah’s back and used his other hand to unbutton his fly in an attempt to give his cock some relief.

Didn’t help one damn bit.

He was intent on giving her pleasure. He played the tough Master, but what he wanted to do was teach Sarah what pleasure was all about. Giving up control in the bedroom would enhance her life, make her more powerful in the business world by having the freedom of letting herself go sexually when away from the job.

From the first time she’d breezed into his office and told him exactly what she wanted in no uncertain terms when it came to her personal training, she’d intrigued him. It was obvious she was a ball-busting bitch to the world. But he could tell that beneath that tough veneer was a softer side of her crying out for attention. The fact that 37

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she’d been attracted to him from the start made him want to teach her what it was like to give up control.

“Mmmmm…you smell so good,” he murmured as he nuzzled her nape again. He reached down with his free hand and slipped his fingers into her slick folds. Another one of those adorable whimpers rose up in her and he smiled. “Would you like me to fuck you now?”

“Yes, Master.” Need filled her quick response. “I want to feel you inside of me.”

Drew dropped the flogger and brought both of his hands to the button of his jeans.

She was strapped at the perfect height for fucking.

When his cock was free, he sheathed it with one of the condoms he had stuffed into his jeans. He nudged her pussy with the head of his erection, and she gave a low moan and a tremor wracked her body. The slickness of her pussy moistened his cock and he remembered what it felt like to be inside her when he’d taken her at the health club. His groin ached and he couldn’t hold back any longer.

He gripped her hips and rammed his cock straight into her core. Sarah shouted and tilted her head back. Goddamn she felt good wrapped around his cock, her channel so tight, hot and wet.

Those little sounds rose up in her throat as he started to slowly thrust in and then eased back out. Slowly in, easing back out. “You like that, baby?”

“Yes, Master.” Her voice cracked. “Please fuck me harder. Faster.”

“That’s not the way we’re playing this game, Sarah.” He continued his slow pace and she pressed her ass back against his groin, taking him deeper. “I know you’re close, but you know better than to come without permission.”

“Y-yes, Master.” Her breathing was harsh. She squirmed, her channel clamping down on his cock and
he
almost lost it.

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licked the skin at the curve of her neck and brought his hands up to cup her breasts. A cry of pleasure and pain tore from her lips as he pinched her nipples hard and twisted them.

Sarah felt like her entire body was one sensitive nerve. Every push and pull of Drew’s cock inside her made her ache and brought her so close to coming. He was so thick, so filling, so deep. But too damn slow.

It was a challenge to her now—withholding her orgasm for as long as she had to.

She’d never failed at anything. Yesterday she’d had a different take on the whole

“coming without permission” thing. Pretty much a “screw you” mentality. Now she was determined to show him—and herself—that she could do it. She could control her body.

If she could just get her body to listen to her.

He completely withdrew and she made that stupid little whimpering sound she couldn’t stop. God, how she wanted him back inside of her.

She watched from her side view as he disposed of his condom in a garbage can and to her disappointment zipped his jeans back over his raging erection. Though she had to smile because it seemed to pain him to do so.

Drew returned and crouched behind her. “It’s time for your next punishment.”

Wasn’t being fucked and left hanging enough of a punishment?

He unbuckled first one ankle, then the other. She was able to reach the carpeting with her tiptoes. He paused to massage each of her ankles, relieving the slight ache from the leather cuffs.

When he moved up her back to reach for one of her wrist restraints, his denim-clad crotch brushed against her extra-sensitive skin. She closed her eyes at the sensation that sent tingles of pleasure throughout her.

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She gripped the cross with her now free hand as he moved to her other wrist and carefully let her down. Her legs were shaky and he held her for a moment, letting her regain her strength. He kissed the length of her shoulder, his lips soft against her skin as she rested her back against his warm, bare chest.

“You all right, baby?” he asked as he took her by her upper arms and steadied her so that she was standing fully on her feet.

She really wanted to say no, she wasn’t okay, so that he’d continue to hold her, but she went with the truth. “Yes, Master.”

“Good.” He took her by the hand.

As he led her, her legs felt like jelly and her body on fire and screaming for an orgasm. He led her to the corner where there was some kind of flesh-colored ball that reminded her of one of those giant rubber balls at the gym that she used for various types of exercises, including sit-ups and cardiovascular exercises. They looked almost like those hop balls that children bounced up and down on. She’d had one as a kid. The balls at the gym didn’t have handles, of course.

They reached the ball, and Drew released her hand to pull it from the corner. Her eyes widened. It had a huge dildo on it! And it had a handle right in front of the rubber cock.

Her gaze shot to his and he gestured toward the ball. “Climb on top and bury the dildo in your pussy. You’re going to ride that, baby.” He slapped her on the butt, causing her to cry out from the pain of her sore ass.

With a wary gaze, she walked up to the ball, Drew following her. He held it still, the rubber cock sticking straight up. Her heart pounded as she positioned the dildo beneath her and started to slide down the shaft.

“Jesus Christ,” she muttered, feeling as if she was sliding down a telephone pole. “I think it’s too big, Master.”

“Keep going down on it before I ‘help’,” he said, his arms folded across his chest.

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She shot a look at him and saw his firm expression. Oh sure, he’d help. He’d ram her down on it and it would be up and into her pussy before she had a chance to adjust to it.

Damn the thing was so thick and long that her eyes watered as she took it in inch by inch. She held onto the handle to steady herself. She was wet and slick enough that she was taking it inside her, just not too quickly.

“Hurry, Sarah.” His tone was disapproving.

“Yes, Master,” she said through gritted teeth.

Finally, she had the entire thing inside her body and she almost slumped in relief.

Instead, she maintained her poise but didn’t move as she tried to get used to the feel of the dildo in her core. The damn thing pushed so deep inside her that she was afraid to move.

“Bounce.”

Her jaw dropped and her gaze met his. “Do what? Master?”

His arms were still folded across his chest and his look was stern. “Hold on to the handle and bounce the ball up and down so that it’s fucking you.”

“Uh…” She gripped the handle hard enough her knuckles ached.

“
Now,
Sarah.”

His tone was so forceful she almost snapped “
Fuck you,
” but reined her temper in.

She swallowed, pushed with her feet, bounced and cried out. “It hurts, Master.”

“Don’t stop.”

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you.

Sarah ground her teeth and started bouncing up and down. The pain made her eyes water a little more, but as she became used to the dildo fucking her, it started to feel good.
Real good.
Her breathing elevated and perspiration swept her skin as she flushed from head to toes. Her ass burned as it rubbed against the ball, her breasts bounced and her hair brushed her shoulders with every movement.

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The feelings wound up inside her until they were almost too incredible for her to take. The rubber cock felt like it was touching her belly where the fluttering sensation was intensifying. Her breasts felt so heavy, her nipples aching so much, and her whole body was on fire.

She’d been concentrating so hard on bouncing up and down on the ball, that she hadn’t been paying any attention to Drew.

When she took her focus off the fucking ball, she looked up at Drew and came to a complete stop. He was naked, stroking his cock from balls to tip as he watched her.

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Sarah looked so hot on that fucking ball that Drew wanted to slam her to the floor and take her now. He strode the few feet needed to reach her, grabbed her by her upper arms and raised her off the ball. It toppled as she gave a little cry and he had her on the exercise mat in seconds, his hips between her thighs, his cock pressed against her belly.

She gasped as she looked up at him. He felt savage and primal as he ground his erection against her belly and took her mouth with all the need that had been building up in him since he sent that flogger to her earlier today. He’d anticipated this, wanted this and he could barely restrain himself from plunging his cock into her pussy.