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until her breathing slowly
steadied.
    Mark stroked her forehead. “You did very well. Sleep now,”
he murmured until she fell into a deep sleep.
    Mark started to release the wrist grips but Suzanne stopped
him. “Leave her wrists. You want her to wake up and remember you own her. But
let’s take the leg slings off.”
    He nodded. He held Charlene’s legs while Suzanne moved the
harness. When Charlene’s legs were free, Suzanne covered Charlene with a
comforter and motioned to Mark. He followed her into the hallway.
    “Suzanne…” He wasn’t quite sure what to say.
    “Mark, darling, this was your first scene here at the
mansion, right? The freedom can be intoxicating. Plus you hadn’t expected to be
in control of her initiation. Alex really threw you in at the deep end. I think
you did very well. As I’ve mentioned, you’re not the first Master to lose it.
The important thing is to think about what happened. How will you prevent it
the next time?”
    Mark ran a hand through his hair. “I never realized how much
control it takes to be a Master. How hard it is to remain distanced enough to
put your submissive first. How do you and Alex do it?”
    “Well, practice helps, darling. Just be thankful you’re in a
situation where there are other dominants to help you through the learning. My
first—” She stopped herself, not elaborating. “Never mind, darling. Overall,
you did very well. There’s no permanent damage. She’ll sleep it off and be
ready for more tomorrow. Your punishment for losing control is your hard-on.
Your satisfaction always comes last so by pushing your sub too hard, you lost
the opportunity to get your satisfaction with her. You’ll survive and so will
she. Walk me to my cabin and maybe if you’re a good boy I’ll take care of that
for you,” she said, rubbing a hand on his cock.

Chapter Four
     
    That night Julia walked around the cabin. She didn’t close
the windows completely, leaving them open about half an inch, and she put in
the wood that would keep the windows from being easily pushed open any farther.
She wasn’t too worried about human predators but squirrels, birds and raccoons
could do a lot of damage in the cabin.
    She remembered once when she’d been around ten. She and her
grandfather had spent the day hiking. They’d forgotten to set the windows and a
raccoon had gotten into the cabin. A raccoon that could open human cupboards. She
still couldn’t believe the amount of destruction one cat-sized animal had
caused.
    He’d gotten into the flour, sugar and molasses, leaving
gummy little footprints all over the cabin. She’d spent two days cleaning up
the mess. Julia was very careful about barring the windows now. She hesitated
at the door and then decided she’d feel safer with the bar in place. It was
good to trust neighbors who’d lived here for decades but the people in the
mansion were strangers. They hadn’t earned that trust.
    Julia climbed the stairs to the bedroom loft where she’d always
slept. Her grandfather had camped on the porch during her visits. She’d once
protested, saying she could stay on the porch but he’d just laughed and said
there was no way he’d let her do that. Julia sank on the bed and fought off
tears. She missed him. She couldn’t believe he was gone especially as she was
surrounded by his things. He’d always been larger than life and full of fun. No
wonder he and Alex had gotten along. They were both strong men with hard-held
beliefs.
    She stripped off her clothes and turned down the light. The
darkness of the night was all-encompassing—even with a full moon the forest
seemed to swallow the light—but she’d always been able to see what others
couldn’t. She could see the forest glow. The first time she’d seen it, she’d screamed,
bringing her grandfather at a run. When she’d told him what she’d seen, he’d
merely said, “It just means you’re sensitive. You can see things others don’t.
You see the forest’s