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her peak, Tanner parted his lips and placed his mouth over hers, swallowing her screams. The fury of the orgasm shattered her with its potency, all the more explosive in response to her efforts to subdue it due to the profound lack of privacy.
    She slumped against Tanner, and he held her in his secure embrace. The music continued , but Natalie was unable to regain her interest in the concert. She closed her eyes, and Tanner held her with one arm across her lap holding her hip, the other around her shoulders.
     

10 – Beyond Tempted
    There was no discussion of the exhibition in the concert hall. Natalie rode home with Tanner in silence, unclear how she felt about displaying her emotions in public. It was hot, she had to admit that. But she had trepidation about encouraging him in that direction.
    “Go to the playroom and undress,” he commanded as the front door shut.
    Natalie was surprised at his tone, thinking that she’d had her punishment. Could there possibly be more?
    “Obey me,” he growled. “I’m not in a mood to be toyed with.”
    She should have been rebellious. After all, he’d already had his way with her. But rebellion wasn’t the feeling that coursed through her veins. His stern look, and order for her to undress had her turned on.
    Natalie did as Tanner asked, and standing naked in the playroom, she waited for him. The wait produced anxiety over what he had in mind , exactly as he’d intended. She took a deep breath, trying to still the flutter in her stomach.
    Nervous or not, her body responded to the anticipation of Tanner’s domination with a sensual tingling. She could see her tight nipples in the mirror. The wetness between her legs, and the tightness of her clit, betrayed her. She wanted him, and wanted anything he might do to her.
    The door opened. Tanner stepped inside, looking cool and in control.
    He gave her one glance and said, “Down on your knees. Now. Hands on your thighs. Look down at the floor until I’m ready for you.”
    Natalie blushed at the admonishment, and dropped to the floor. The submissive position aroused her, and her sex throbbed.
    She could hear Tanner undressing, the rustle of clothes loud in the otherwise silent room. She stole a glance, hoping he wouldn’t notice, and heat flooded her belly. Naked, he stood near a cupboard getting an implement of some sort.
    His naked ass was hard and athletically shaped. Just at the base of his spine was the tattoo of her name, carving his love for her into his taught skin. His lean thighs an d muscular back were like Adonis. She sensed him turning around, and swiftly glanced back down at the floor.
    For background, Tanner played a dark song with strong bass on the sound system. He padded over to her, and she gazed at his bare feet. There was something so masculine and sexual about his feet. She’d heard of feet fetishes, and could understand why. The sight of his feet and ankles, spiraled her excitement higher.
    “Stand,” he said, and helped her up.
    She looked into his deep blue eyes, lust filled and angry.
    “I didn’t say you could look at me,” he said. “Look at the floor.”
    Natalie dropped her gaze to the floor, looking at her own feet, and feeling very naughty.
    “You know you deserve punishment, don’t you?”
    Natalie gulped and nodded.
    “Yes, that’s right. You disobey and think I won’t punish you for it. But I will. You push too far sometimes, and you need to know that I’m in control.
    You belong to me. I won’t allow you to dress in a way that invites other male sexual attention. I’m a jealous man. I’ve never made a secret of that.”
    Natalie’s face burned with embarrassment. She’d so flippantly worn the sexy dress, without a thought for Tanner’s feelings. Or, maybe she did. Was it true that she liked his punishments and went out of her way to incite his rage?
    The question needed no answer. The punishment loomed in any case.
    Tanner guided her over to a pole, and cuffed her hands