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later, my jewel,” he teased and laid the belt to his side. He stood, unbuttoned and lowered the zip on his pants, and then un-tucked his shirt before taking a seat once again. Jayden could feel his abdominal muscles tense and stretch when he reclined in a slow, reverse-crunch while undoing his shirt buttons. The last one managed, he let his palms land on the plush cover and fixed an authoritative stare on her.
    “Now that I’m comfortable, I insist you join me,” he paused while Catherine suppressed a small moan, then with a hungry smile he added, “Strip.”
    With the melodic sounds of Ravel floating around them, Catherine released her elbows and brought her hands to her side where the dress was tied. A tug later and it was falling open. Revealed below the dress was a green satin corset trimmed in black lace.
    It was Jayden’s turn to suppress a groan while she pushed the dress free from her shoulders and tossed it on the chair a few feet away.
    Catherine shed her timid, unsure exterior and showed him a brass, sensual woman.
    Her breasts presented themselves for his viewing pleasure on a rigid shelf built into the corset explaining why he’d been able to see her nipples react. Her creamy hips flared out from beneath the lower edge of her lingerie drawing his eyes to her lower half which was adorned in nothing but her natural beauty and ginger curls. Good to know: she was a real red-head.
    “On second thought,” Jayden cleared his throat, “you can stay just like that.”
    “Aye, Sir. As you wish,” Catherine replied with a hint of smugness underlying her brief answer.
    Jayden looked her over, taking his time in the hopes that she would feel his gaze and squirm. He wanted her to break form or beg before he’d given her a reason to – anything to give him an excuse to use his belt on her ass.
    To his chagrin, she remained perfect.
    Rising from the bed, Jayden grabbed the belt and moved to stand behind Catherine. He wrapped the belt around his hand, shortening the length until he had about three inches remaining to dabble with. His hand and the belt trailed under her ass cheeks which beckoned to him with their firm plumpness and creamy texture. Jayden wanted to see them pink.
    Stepping in tighter with his front flush to her back, Jayden brought his belt-wrapped hand around her and whispered in her ear, “Tell me, my pretty little slut, do you want this?”
    He released the belt so that it unfurled in front of her, and the buckle jangled at the end.
    Her answer was a breathless whisper, “This girl would be honored to experience your strap, Sir.”
    Jayden stepped back. “You delight me with your answer, Catherine. Step forward and place your hands on the bed, twelve inches in.” He waited while she moved and looked her over. “Spread your feet another six inches.” The Dom wanted her ass to thrust out at him, and he wanted access to her secret pleasures — All of them.
    “This is not punishment, Catherine. This is for both of our pleasure so you do not have to count or thank me for every lash. However, I do expect to hear you. If I perceive you are not enjoying this, I will stop. Understood?”
    “Aye, Sir, understood.”
    His hand rose and landed with precision on her left cheek, then her right. A pleasant hum came from her. He did it again harder and faster, landing another two to each side. Her flesh undulated beneath his palm, pinking up.
    He prepared the belt by doubling the length over to ensure he had a good grip on it, and swung. The red stripe appeared straight away just beneath the globes of her cheeks at the tops of her thighs. Her head dropped forward and she groaned.
    “Color?”
    “Green, Sir,” Catherine replied with no wait.
    Jayden’s cock was stiff beneath his boxers and his shirt was beginning to stick to him as his skin broke out with damp perspiration. He dropped the belt and pulled the distracting piece of clothing off, discarding it on the floor without ceremony or concern for