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sub. I could see it, and it made it even more important for you to stay away from me.” He twirled a black satin scarf in his fingers as he smiled at her. “I can fight my own desires to protect you, but I couldn’t fight what we both needed.” He rubbed the silk across her nipples lightly, trailed it down her arms, and brushed it lightly against her back igniting fires in spots she didn’t know was possible. “I’m going to blindfold you. Do you have a safe word that you use with your other lovers?”
    “No, sir,” she replied. What other lovers? Oh yeah, she forgot BOB, but then, he didn’t require a safe word.
    “You need to choose one. I’d hate for you to be too uncomfortable with something and not have a way to let me know it.” He slid the black satin material over her eyes. She couldn’t see anything at all. She strained her ears to try to hear what he was doing, but it was silent around her.
    “Okay, how about, um, BOB?” she asked him as he pulled down a chain and hoist positioned on the ceiling and hooked her arms to it.
    “You want to use your damned boyfriend’s name as your safe word?” He sounded aghast. She felt something swing down roughly against her ass.
    “Not a boyfriend, sir!” She whimpered as she was forced to stand there. “BOB is my purple vibrator.” She thought that would have made him feel better and, in turn, aid her ass in feeling better.
    “You mean to tell me”—his mouth was at her ear, and his voice was rough with anger—“I’ve been fucking jealous of a damned vibrator?”
    “Yes, sir.” She leaned her head back against him as she felt his teeth against her neck.
    “You’ve been a bad girl, sweetness.” He sucked her flesh into his mouth and bit her none too gently. Cristal squealed and pushed her ass against him. “I have to punish you.” He slid his belt from the waistband of his jeans. He tossed his belt across the room and unbuttoned his jeans. His cock, long, hard, and thick, sprung out of his jeans.
    She could hear him swinging something, but wasn’t sure what it was. It was the only warning she got before the leather bit into her ass. “This is my favorite tool.” Another strike landed on her other cheek. “Do you like my flogger, sweetness?”
    Before she could answer, it hit her flesh again. “Yes, sir!” she moaned. She spread her legs as she leaned up on her tippy-toes. She felt each of the strikes in her cunt. There was no way that this should be making her wet, but it was. She could feel her pussy weeping and begging for him.
    She didn’t have to ask. The next move of the flogger struck against her pussy. She shuddered and moaned as she almost came there and then, but he stopped. “Please, sir, please…” she chanted as she hung there before him.
    Something attached to her nipples. At first, she thought it was his teeth, but it kept getting tighter and tighter. “How do you like the clover clamps, Cristal? Do they make my nipples feel good?”
    “Not on your nipples—they’re on mine.” She pulled at the chains. She quickly became frustrated when she couldn’t use her hands to feel what he’d done to her.
    Dallas shook his head. Damn, she was stubborn. He pulled the chain that held the clamps. She shook in front of him, and her body was on the edge of climaxing, but he wasn’t ready for her to fall over that edge yet.
    He released her hands from the overhead chain then helped her kneel in front of him. “Do you know what I’ve fantasized about today, sub?”
    “No, sir.”
    His fingers tangled in her long, honey-brown hair. “I kept remembering how I fucked your mouth last night, how good it felt as you sucked my cock, and how much I wanted to have you bound as I took you again.”
    She loved the way he could talk dirty to her and make her body respond to him without a touch. She opened her mouth for him, waiting for him to push his cock into her mouth, but he stopped her.
    “I want you to lick it for me, sweetness. I