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he asked her.
    “No, Sir. My favorite is the crop,” she said without hesitation.
    His cock twitched at the very thought of making her beautiful skin pink. “It’s one of my favorites too, but I wonder if we’re ready for that yet.”
    Disappointment flashed in her eyes, but she didn’t say a word. Such a good sub deserved a reward.
    “Then again, maybe we are. I want to watch you come again.” But he wanted more. He wanted—needed—the damned camera off her. Each private room had a camera for the submissive’s safety. But it also meant at least one male was enjoying the view of Joy’s body. Someone had watched as she had surrendered to the pleasure he’d given her.
    Part of him wanted to show off the gorgeous body that was his, and only his, but the deeper, more primal part of him wanted to snarl into the camera, promising retribution to those who had witnessed it.
    He stepped to the table and weighed his options. He had to get her to call her safeword if he wanted the peepshow to end. And he did. Decision made, he grabbed a vibrator and the crop in one hand before going back to her.
    Joy pulled her bottom lip between her teeth. She didn’t release it until he smoothed his thumb over the abused flesh. When she let go of it, he wrapped his hand in her long hair, tugging it to turn her face up before crushing her lips against his. If anyone was going to make those sexy lips puffy, it would be him.
     

EIGHT
     
    Joy’s knees trembled at the fierce look of possession in Warren’s eyes before he took her mouth in a kiss designed to ratchet her lust up another hundred degrees. The taste of him scattered her senses, making her want to cling to him and wrap herself around him. She’d been with strong males before, but none quite as potent as Warren. Even with her submissive training, it was all she could do to keep from moving against him. Her already sensitive nipples brushed against the light covering of hair on his chest, teasing her, tantalizing her.
    When he broke the kiss, she was breathing hard, but so was he. He leaned in, touching his forehead to hers.
    “How are you doing, Joy?” he asked her as he released the hair he still had fisted in his hand.
    “I’m green, Sir. Very green,” she responded. The last thing she wanted was for him to stop.
    “Good. Let’s have a look at your hands for a moment.” He straightened to his full height and looked at her fingers. He reached up and tested their warmth. Satisfied with what he found, he took a step back. “As much as I hate the idea of taking those gorgeous shoes off your feet, I think it best we remove them, but I’ll need my hands to do it.”
    Warren brought the crop to her mouth, and she opened wide, then closed her lips around it.
    “Such a good sub,” he praised her. He held a vibrator before her eyes. “Now I need you to hold this. Do you think you can do that for me?”
    She sized it up. It wasn’t small, but she’d seen much bigger. Plastic. It wouldn’t be too heavy. She gave him a little nod. It was a good thing she’d been doing her Kegels lately.
    After her orgasm, the vibrator slid in with ease. When he had it firmly in place, he twisted its base, setting it to vibrate at a slow pace. A small whimper escaped her lips.
    “The next time you come tonight, it will be all over my cock. Understood?”
    Joy took a steadying breath and nodded again, the crop preventing her from voicing her agreement.
    “Good, now, I will lower your arms a bit, and then you will kick off your shoes.”
    With a bit of a clinking sound, the hook she hung from came down a few inches, and she was able to bend her elbows a little more. Warren stood back and watched as she shook her foot to dislodge her shoe while still keeping the vibrator deep inside her. Once that one fell, the second one was easier. She toed it off and pushed it away.
    “Stunning.” He came back to her, reaching for the base of the vibrator again. He slid it in and out a few times until