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bed, and allowing her knees to drift apart. Ross knelt between them.
    “Lie back and spread your legs as far apart as is comfortable. I want to see your pussy,” he ordered.
    Moisture flowed from her, dampening her folds, and Elise wondered at how her body responded to his assertive demands. She never got aroused like this, not in forever. She should be embarrassed and uncomfortable, but the look on his face told her how special this was.
    “Open yourself.”
    Elise tensed. She wanted him to touch her, to restrain her and do things that she couldn’t stop. He was pushing her again, and she couldn’t make her hands move from the bed where her fingers were clutching the sheet.
    “Open yourself, Elise. I won’t tell you again.”
    Elise closed her eyes, her arousal building, yet also feeling terribly uncomfortable. A sharp smack and crack of sound filled the room, and she gasped in shock. Ross had just slapped her pussy, and the sting and unexpected erotic feeling brought Elise’s hands into play and her eyes open and back on him. She pulled her labia apart, the flesh wet and slippery. The scent of her arousal wafted around her, and she flinched until she heard Ross’s murmur of approval. Recklessly she spread her thighs wider.
    “Do you masturbate, Elise?” he asked.
    “Once in awhile,” she managed to answer, trying not to look at him, but unable to tear her gaze away.
    “Show me what you like and tell me what you think about while you make yourself come.”
    She slipped one finger across the hood of her clit and found the little nub, already engorged but still hiding. She stroked it and circled her finger across it.
    “Talk to me, Elise,” Ross insisted. “I will ask, and you will answer, although you will not speak otherwise.”
    “I don’t think about much, honestly. I usually can’t sleep and feel restless. Other than that…”
    “Think about being tied to my bed, Elise, with a pillow under your hips, your legs spread wide, wider than they are now. Your breasts will be lifted high and those tight nipples available for clamps, or my mouth or anything I choose to do to them. I might find something hard and thick to push up inside you for your pussy to hold while I use a vibe on your clit. And I’ll be stretching your little asshole while I do it.”
    Elise felt herself being seduced by his words and the timbre in his voice. She rubbed harder on her clit and her orgasm suddenly hit her. She clenched her thighs together around her hand and prolonged it a few more seconds.
    “That was a nice start, honey, although I didn’t give you permission to close yourself to my gaze. But I have so much to give you, share with you,” Ross advised her. “Scoot up the bed and center yourself and spread your legs, feet flat on the mattress.”
    Elise stared at him. “But I just, I just had an orgasm! I don’t know if I can do this, Ross.”
    Ross was on her in an instant, dragging her up off the bed and across the room to the shackles on the wall, pushing her face-first against it. He secured her hands and used his bulk to pin her struggling frame while he bent to restrain her ankles.
    “You have earned your first punishment, Elise. Ten smacks. Use your safe word and I’ll stop, or continue and afterward tell me what you have learned.”
    Elise wanted to cry. Things were moving so fast. She had just given herself an orgasm based primarily on this man’s voice and erotic words and was now tied to the wall because she wasn’t following the rules. She felt like a recalcitrant child.
    “Elise?”
    She didn’t want to quit. She wasn’t a quitter!
    “Continue,” she choked.
    She wasn’t prepared for the first blow. He used his hand, but it wasn’t like the cupped-hand smack he had given her pussy. This one meant business, and it stung like fury. Elise hadn’t processed it before he struck again, and again. Strangely, the sting and the burn began to blend together, and when he rubbed her buttocks and the heat