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every strike. What was bizarre was how good the flogging started to feel. That Goddamned dizzy feeling swept over her again and she felt lightheaded and way turned on.
    And when he pussy whipped her, she thought she’d lose it for sure.
    No coming without permission.
    Fuck that.
    Been there, done that, Fairland.
    She was already being punished for coming without permission. She didn’t need another punishment to top it off. What she needed was a good fuck.
    Drew had probably flogged her only ten times, but it felt like it would never end…and that it would end too soon. The conflicting feelings were driving her crazy, confusing her.
    Abruptly he stopped and she sank against the cross, her body limp and hanging from her restraints. He came up behind her, pushed her hair aside and kissed her nape.
    “How did that feel, Sarah?”
    “It hurt like hell, Master,” she muttered.
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    He gave a soft laugh. “What about the pleasure?” He caressed her back with the soft suede straps, the smell of leather and his musky scent filling her with warmth exceeded only by the warmth of the straps marks across her back, ass and thighs. As he moved the flogger lightly over her skin she did feel extreme pleasure straight through to her bones, enough that she whimpered again.
    Whimpered for more.

    Drew smiled as he drank in Sarah’s light perfume. It was a clean, citrus-y scent that went with her driven, business persona. But to him, it was delicate, arousing. As were the pink stripes lining her back down to her thighs. He knew she was so sensitive already that she could come on command.
    Damn, but she looked so good strapped to his cross, her naked body marked as his.
    She had a perfect, toned body, and he loved to look at her rounded, smooth ass and long, sexy legs. He liked to see her legs spread wide, exposing her pussy and her soft, pink flesh. Her silky brown hair brushed her shoulders and her features looked somewhat fragile with her hair down, unlike her professional upswept look.
    His erection strained against the tough denim of his jeans, the material practically strangling his cock. With one hand he continued caressing the flogger over Sarah’s back and used his other hand to unbutton his fly in an attempt to give his cock some relief.
    Didn’t help one damn bit.
    He was intent on giving her pleasure. He played the tough Master, but what he wanted to do was teach Sarah what pleasure was all about. Giving up control in the bedroom would enhance her life, make her more powerful in the business world by having the freedom of letting herself go sexually when away from the job.
    From the first time she’d breezed into his office and told him exactly what she wanted in no uncertain terms when it came to her personal training, she’d intrigued him. It was obvious she was a ball-busting bitch to the world. But he could tell that beneath that tough veneer was a softer side of her crying out for attention. The fact that 37
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    she’d been attracted to him from the start made him want to teach her what it was like to give up control.
    “Mmmmm…you smell so good,” he murmured as he nuzzled her nape again. He reached down with his free hand and slipped his fingers into her slick folds. Another one of those adorable whimpers rose up in her and he smiled. “Would you like me to fuck you now?”
    “Yes, Master.” Need filled her quick response. “I want to feel you inside of me.”
    Drew dropped the flogger and brought both of his hands to the button of his jeans.
    She was strapped at the perfect height for fucking.
    When his cock was free, he sheathed it with one of the condoms he had stuffed into his jeans. He nudged her pussy with the head of his erection, and she gave a low moan and a tremor wracked her body. The slickness of her pussy moistened his cock and he remembered what it felt like to be inside her when he’d taken her at the health club. His groin ached and he couldn’t hold back