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wiping down the counters.”
    “Very good, love. Come here when you're finished.”
    Seth noticed something else, the term of endearment. He didn't remember hearing Kaden call Leah “love” before, although he'd heard him call her many other equally sweet things over the years.
    “We have a sort of code,” he explained to Seth. “You'll learn it. That's another reason I need you to move in. It's easier for you to learn it when you're living here. She's going to need you.”
    Leah appeared in the doorway a moment later. She stopped at the threshold and looked at the floor.
    “Come here, love,” Kaden said.
    She walked over. He made a hand gesture. She dropped to her knees in front of him.
    Seth felt weirded out, yet his cock throbbed in his pants again.
    “Love,” Kaden said, “I've told Seth we'll give him a demonstration.”
    “Yes, Master.”
    “Is that all right with you?”
    “Whatever Master wants me to do.”
    “That was not my question.”
    “Yes, Master. It is all right with me.”
    “Prepare for me.”
    She stood, her entire body flushed. Seth first thought it was embarrassment then realized it was arousal.
    She quickly undressed. Seth realized she wasn't wearing any panties under her skirt. She neatly folded her skirt and shirt and laid them on a nearby shelf, put her shoes on the floor underneath. When she wore nothing but her collar she turned and looked at Kaden, waiting for instructions.
    Kaden was unbuttoning his shirt. “Are you all right, love?” he softly asked her.
    “Yes, Master.”
    “Where are we, love?”
    “Green, Master.”
    Seth wordlessly watched their exchange, his jaw slightly gaped. Her shaved pussy looked swollen, like she was...
    Fuck.
    Kaden draped his shirt on a hook apparently there for just that purpose. Seth had never paid attention before to how fluidly smooth his friend could move. And now he definitely saw the tattoos were matching.
    “Love,” Kaden said to Leah, “I'll let you choose this time. You pick what you want me to use.”
    Leah nodded and turned to the rack of implements. Without hesitation she reached for a coiled whip, one of several laying on a shelf.
    Seth's blood ran cold but he remained silent.
    She walked over to Kaden and knelt before him, offering it up to him.
    “The four-footer?” he said, almost sounding amused. “You don't want to take it easy on poor Seth tonight, do you?”
    “Please, Master. I need to feel the bite.” Her voice sounded choked, her eyes looked red, like she was near tears again.
    His face softened. He nodded and took the whip from her. “Of course, love,” he said, his voice incongruously gentle. “Set of twenty?”
    “Yes, Master. Please.”
    “Take your place, love.”
    She stood and walked over to the bench and laid across it, her arms and legs falling near the attached cuffs. Kaden walked over to her and stroked her ass. Seth, who felt he was now an outsider in this tableaux, remained silent and still.
    “Do you want the cuffs, love?”
    Leah's eyes were closed. Seth had seen her tightly peaked nipples.
    “Master's choice.”
    “Do you mind if we don't use them tonight? I think this will be intense enough for Seth without seeing that right now.”
    “I understand, Master.”
    Seth looked up as Kaden uncoiled the whip. He realized the ceiling in this room was higher than the other bedrooms. While the living room and dining room had tall, vaulted ceilings, the other bedrooms were standard eight-foot ceilings. During the planning stage, Kaden had asked for this room to have a vaulted ceiling and no ceiling fan.
    Now he understood why.
    Kaden backed away from the bench and shook out the whip. He stretched his neck and rolled his shoulders, loosening up. His tone changed, firm, authoritative, sounding totally unlike Seth's soft-spoken friend. “Do you need to feel the bite, slave?”
    From the bench, it looked like Leah actually wiggled her ass and hips at Kaden. “I need to feel the bite,