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stroke her clit. Amber trembled at the touch, knowing she was getting wetter by the minute and already feeling the clutch of an orgasm waking deep in her belly. She gritted her teeth, determined to force it back until Rio gave his permission.
    But he didn’t make it easy, rubbing the sensitive nub of flesh one minute, the next stroking down to her opening and rimming it with the tip of one finger. Then back to her clit, rasping it and flicking at it before moving the length of her pussy again. The touch was so light it was barely there, and because of that was even more arousing. She clenched her inner muscles to stop the tremors racing through them and bit down on her lip. She wanted to tell him to stop but she also wanted him to continue.
    This was a test, she realized. A test of how well she obeyed him. Whether she trusted him enough to control everything about her in the bedroom, most especially her orgasms. Amber was going to do her best obey but the more he touched her the more difficult it became. Especially when he began describing his actions to her.
    “Such a pretty little cunt,” he crooned. “All pink and wet and hot. With a clit that vibrates at the slightest touch. I love the way your body reacts when I just brush my finger over that little button or touch the sweet opening of your pussy. Like this.”
    Amber moaned, reaching for every bit of control she could. And she was doing fine until Rio placed his mouth over her clit and sucked it. Hard. Then nipped it with his teeth. And that was her undoing. She had absolutely no control as the climax raced through her body and broke free. She jerked and shuddered, helplessly restrained by the cuffs and Rio’s hands at her hips. She wanted him inside her. His tongue. His fingers. His cock. But the walls of her pussy contracted hungrily on empty space as she cried out her release.
    Then she was still, but tears leaked out from beneath the silk scarf because she knew she had failed her first real test. Had disappointed him. Would he understand her failure and give her another chance? A sharp pain stabbed her heart at the thought that once again a man would find her unworthy.
    But unexpectedly she felt his mouth on hers, his tongue tracing her lips before pressing against the seam so she opened and welcomed him inside. Her sobs became sighs of hopeful relief. Perhaps he cared enough about her to give her another chance. She put every bit of emotion she could into the kiss, feeling bereft when he finally broke it.
    His fingers brushed at the tears on her cheeks.
    “Don’t cry, Amber, mi amada. I knew you were already aroused by the things you saw and did at Peregrine.” He stroked her cheek with the pad of his thumb. “Next time we’ll plan better. But,” he licked her lips, “you know what that means.”
    She shook her head.
    “Disobedience means punishment. I will go easy on you this first time. Like restraining your orgasm, adapting to the pain is all part of the training process. But I cannot let my beautiful subbie get away without at least ten strokes of the flogger. Tonight I will ask you if that’s all right. After this, it is always at my discretion. Understood?”
    ”Yes. I want to be punished.” And amazingly she did. She recalled the excited reaction of the woman being flogged at Peregrine and the intensity of her climax.
    “Good.” He smiled. “I really think you’ll be a natural at this.”
    He released her ankles, shoved the pillows away and turned her over onto her stomach, then quickly refastened her ankles to the bed. His hand caressed her ass just before he placed a brief kiss on each cheek. The next thing she felt was the sweep of soft leather over her buttocks, multiple strips, and she knew it was the flogger.
    “This is the smallest one I use. We’ll start with this one until you are used to the sting.” His voice dropped even lower. “I cannot wait for the day I can use the crop or the cane on your mouthwatering ass, querida.