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between your legs as I suck on your clitoris before biting you. Or maybe I’ll do it from behind, and then I can bite the generous chunk of your ass. There are all kinds of possibilities, and you’ll experience each one of them at some point.”
    His words frightened her, but they also inspired a heavy surge of desire inside her, which she knew was wrong. She shouldn’t feel this push/pull for her crazy captor, but had a difficult time pretending like it hadn’t been amazing, or that she wasn’t eager to repeat the experience. The pleasure he could give her seemed more important than the fear he inspired, though she knew that could change in a moment.
     

Chapter Four
    Kat woke to stinging pain in her ass. Coming out of the ethers of a deep sleep, at first she was certain he had bitten her as promised. A second later, the pain flared again and faded away, and she yelped with shock as several strands of leather collided across her ass at the same time. She turned her head to look up at him, appalled to see him holding a flogger in his hand. “What are you doing? I didn’t consent to that.”
    “I wanted to see red stripes across your ass before I soothe them with my tongue.”
    She tried to turn over and realized she was cuffed to the bed on her stomach with a bustle underneath her pelvis to lift her butt into the air. “I don’t care what you want. I want this to stop. Untie me now.”
    In answer, he slapped her ass again with the flogger, eliciting pain, and she squirmed to get away, realizing when her clit touched the bustle that she was already wet. The slight friction from rubbing against the padded pillow made her nipples bead and her pussy cream, and she was ashamed by how turned on she suddenly was.
    It was made worse a moment later when he brought the flogger across her other cheek, and that same flare of pleasure and pain shot through her again. She moaned though she didn’t want to, and he gave a low laugh before his palm swept down on her butt in place of the flogger. “I knew you’d like that too. You need someone to guide you and care about you, and I need someone—you, specifically—to control and take care of. We’re a perfect match.”
    She shook her head, wanting to deny his words. “What makes you think I need someone to take care of me? I’m an adult, and you clearly think I’m old enough to have children, so you can’t have it both ways, Mulgrew. I’m either old enough to be breeding stock or too young for you to do this shit.”
    “You can be both, sweet little Kat.” He punctuated his words with the sound of squeezing a bottle. A second later, a generous dollop of something warm and slick splashed across her buttocks. His hands molded to her butt and began rubbing the oil into the stinging flesh of her cheeks.
    “You had shit-all for parents, and while Clay and Claire have been good to you, they haven’t provided the total guidance and control that you need. You’ve been ignored most of your life, and you need to be the center of someone’s attention, someone who can guide you to discover what really makes you happy.”
    She let out a harsh snort of laughter that turned into a gasp when his oiled thumb slipped between her butt cheeks to press against her puckered hole. “And you think you’re that person? If you’re done with amateur psychology, you can untie me now.”
    He laughed again. “Amateur or not, you know it’s true, whether you admit it at this point in time. Until you do, I’m just going to lead you along and let you know that I’ll take care of you.”
    “Take care of me by beating me and tying me to the bed to fuck me?” She rolled her eyes, even though he probably couldn’t see it. “Wow, you’re a saint. Your wife must have been one lucky girl.”
    His hands stiffened and clenched around her cheeks, and his thumb pushed in harder than he had started, as though he was punishing her. “It wasn’t like this with Hilary,” he finally said softly.
    She