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getting used to. She’d never felt really comfortable in her own skin. She didn’t know many women that did. And most of them probably didn’t deliberately put themselves in the situation she now found herself in, she thought ruefully.
    Her self-consciousness took a back seat, however, when she actually studied the apparatus before her.
    Jacob took hold of her cuffs and led her into the center of the frame. “I want to find out if you like a little pain, Megan,” he said.
    “Oh, I really don’t, Sir,” she replied, almost tripping over her words in her haste to reassure him.
    He laughed and pulled her body close to his, running his hands over her back and bottom, which was still sore from her spanking. “Don’t worry, I’m not a sadist, and I’ll go gently with you, seeing as it’s your first time. I’m going to use a flogger on you, and something tells me you’re going to end up liking it.
    “Remember that you have a safeword, and I expect you to use it if anything gets to be too much. Everything will stop immediately, and we can talk about how you’re feeling. Do you understand?”
    Megan nodded. “Yes, Sir.” Her reply had been instant, but her body trembled, with a mixture of anticipation and fear.
    “I want the absolute truth, Megan. Do you have any medical conditions that I need to be aware of before we begin; any problems with your body, whatsoever?”
    “No, Sir, I’m fine.”
    Jacob smiled at the little sub standing in front of him, her body trembling, but showing such bravery in letting him do this. He raised her wrists, and clipped the D-ring on her cuffs to the clip on the end of one of the lengths of chain.
    The chain was high enough that her arms stretched vertically above her head, pulling her breasts upwards at the same time.
    Jacob stood closely in front of her and checked the tightness of the cuffs. When he was satisfied, he bent his head and took her lips with his own, letting his hands wander over her nakedness. He massaged her bottom, and then moved upwards, his thumbs rubbing over her nipples until they stiffened into peaks once more.
    He replaced his thumbs with his lips, taking each bud in turn, sucking and tonguing them.
    When he stepped back, she only just managed to stop herself from complaining at the loss of his mouth on her. Then she watched him walk to the nearest wall and remove what looked like some kind of metal pole with cuffs at either end.
    “Oh my God, it’s a spreader bar, just like the one I read about on that website. Oh, I don’t think I can do this. No way, I can’t. I’ll have no control at all and he’ll hurt me.”
    Panic began to set in, and by the time he had walked back to stand in front of her, her hands were grabbing the chain, frantically pulling on it.
    He put the spreader bar on the floor beside him, and held her lower arms, just above the cuffs, stilling her.
    “Take a deep breath, sweetheart.”
    Megan focused on his face, so close to hers, and did as he said.
    “Now, do you need to use your safe word, or can you put your trust in me, Megan?”
    She took another breath and mentally pulled herself together.
    “No, I don’t need to use it. I’ll be fine, Sir.”
    Jacob took in the determined expression on her face, and brushed a finger down her cheek. “Good girl. I’m proud of the courage you’re showing.”
    He reached down and picked up the bar. “Spread your legs for me.”
    She spread her legs, about the width of the spreader bar, and felt her arms tighten on the chains.
    Her body was open and exposed to anyone who cared to glance her way. And strangely, now she had calmed down, standing there feeling Jacob attach the bar cuffs to her ankles, the fact that she was naked, in public, caused waves of arousal to pass through her body.
    Her senses seemed sharper, more heightened, and as he knelt in front of her, his hands running up her calves and then her thighs, she quivered with anticipation.
    His fingers ran through her slick folds,