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might well be able to reach a powerful position in his house. ‘I want you to stimulate me more first. Remove the straps between my thighs.’
    ‘I can’t,’ he muttered. ‘I’ve still got the blindfold on.’
    ‘I expect you to do it with the blindfold on,’ she said calmly. ‘What’s more, I expect it to be done quickly.’ And with that she flicked him again with the whip.
    James Corbett-Wynne wasn’t sure that he liked this turn of events. He’d been so close to satisfaction that his testicles were now exceedingly painful and all he wanted to do was come between the girl’s magnificent breasts.
    The whip flicked over his back once more, but this time it didn’t just sting, it hurt, and he felt a surge of almost unbearable arousal, greater than anything he’d had for a long time. ‘Hurry up!’ Sandra said irritably.
    He knew that this was as an important moment. If he did as she said and let her dictate the way the game went, then he would be in her power. But it was so deliciously thrilling that he hardly hesitated for a moment and as he reached blindly down her body, fumbling for the metal loop that held her straps in place, he knew that he was lost.
    Once he’d managed to unfasten the thongs he turned himself round on the bed until he was poised above her, facing her feet. Carefully he lowered himself to take his weight on his elbows and then he reached under her thighs and pulled them apart.
    Sandra sighed with satisfaction as she felt him opening her outer sex lips and immediately he began kissing the entire vulval area, his lips teasing her moist, needy flesh. She shivered as she felt a climax beginning to build and then his tongue was swirling around her clitoris, flicking against the side of the tiny stem before stabbing more firmly along her inner channel.
    Her hips began to move of their own accord and her body brushed against his. He moaned in protest, terrified that he might come before she gave him permission and aware that, if he did, unlike her predecessor this girl wouldn’t hesitate to punish him.
    Then, as the long-awaited pressure built steadily in Sandra, her employer slid two fingers into her vagina while at the same time drawing her clitoris into his mouth and letting his teeth graze very softly against the incredibly sensitive bud.
    With a wild scream of satisfaction Sandra’s body exploded into a climax and as she bucked wildly beneath him she reached up and closed her right hand around his thick, swollen member. He gasped, and when she moved her hand rapidly up and down he tried to move so that he could come over her breasts, but she wouldn’t let him and he was forced to stay where he was as his orgasm rushed through him and the thick white liquid spilled out of the crimson glans and fell onto Sandra’s still trembling belly.
    As soon as he’d finished James tore off his blindfold and climbed off the bed. He didn’t look at the groom lying replete on his bed but started to remove his harness and dress again. ‘Hurry up and get back to the stables,’ he said shortly. ‘You might be missed.’
    ‘Yes, your lordship,’ said Sandra, meekly aware that at this moment he would want her gone as quickly as possible. But she knew that she’d soon be sent for again, and intended to keep him in thrall for as long as possible.
    Once the door had closed softly behind her, Lord Corbett-Wynne sank down on his bed. Richard had been right. This girl was something special.
    Sandra walked along the corridor well satisfied physically and mentally. She scarcely noticed Annabel, who was making her way to her room after her talk with Lady Corbett-Wynne, but Annabel noticed her and wondered what one of the grooms was doing wandering around on the third floor.
    Because her head was still full of the ideas they’d been discussing it took Annabel a few minutes to really appreciate her bedroom, which at first glance seemed cold and sparsely furnished. However, there was a made-up fire in the