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into a million tiny pieces, and she’d love every minute of it.
    The leather kissed her ass progressively harder. Each lash caused her nipples to ache with delicious need, and the juices between her legs to flow harder.
    Captain was a true Master, she thought as he struck her tender thighs with the cat. The pain was exquisite, and he seemed to know exactly the place to strike at just the precise time, the perfect amount of pressure to apply so that the lash punished her in just the right way.
    It was a battle for her to remember to cry out instead of scream for more. The only real problem was it ended too soon. Lia was pretty sure he’d only been whipping her for about five minutes when she felt his breath on her neck.
    “These beautiful marks show the world that you belong to me,” he whispered, his voice deep.
    Make me yours , she wanted to scream. Slap the leather against my ass. Do it! Do it! Do it!
    Instead, she said, “I’ll never belong to you.” Turns out, those words gave her exactly what she wanted.
    Captain attacked her ass again. These strikes were much harsher than before, the lash biting into her ass and thighs. Lia’s groans filled the room as the cat continued to mark her. Each blow brought her closer to orgasm, and she had a feeling the man behind her knew that. He laid five more hard strokes across her ass, and then the whipping suddenly stopped.
    She twisted and pulled against her bonds, then cried out as the strands swished between her splayed legs, the leather swiping against her wet pussy. The strike wasn’t hard, more of a tickle that made her dance under her bonds. Her body shook with need and she waited for another, but it didn’t come. She pushed her ass backward, then remembered what she was supposed to be, a captive, not a sub looking for more.
    “How dare you! When my father hears of this…” The words died in her throat as another strike hit her pussy, and another one followed suit.
    “What would you tell him? How you danced in pleasure as the cat caressed your cunt?”
    Another slap, then another. Don’t come! Don’t come! Don’t come! He laid down three more, and she bit back a cry of pleasure. If he’d just move the cat over a little more, she’d explode on the next pass. But that didn’t happen.
    His breath was against her neck again. “Who owns your body?”
    “It’s mine,” she yelled. “Only mine.”
    He was in front of her now, the cat dangling from one hand. “Well,” he said, his disappointment evident. “I guess we have something to work on, don’t we? There are things I can do to prove to you that I own you now. Soon, you’ll give me the right answer. Until then, I think I’ll fuck you.”
    “No, please no!” Yes, please yes! But first whip me more!
    “Don’t worry, pet. After the initial pain, you’ll learn to love having me inside you.”
    “It’s not the pain,” she wailed. “No man will marry me if I’m not a virgin.” She was proud of herself for remembering that line from one of her mother’s books.
    The Captain cupped her chin, lifting her gaze up to his. “You don’t have to worry about that anymore, whore. You belong to me now, remember? I’ll be the only one in your tight cunt.”
    He said it so matter-of-factly that Lia almost believed him. This guy was a better actor than she was, because so far he hadn’t stepped out of character once.
    Lia gulped as she worked hard to bring tears to her eyes. She blinked several times, happy when one fell down her cheek.
    “I implore you, Sir. Please do not do this to me.”
    A seductive smile lit up his face. “I promise you will enjoy it. Perhaps not the first time, but soon you’ll beg for my dick, in every opening in your body.”
    His eyes flashed dangerously, then he produced a huge knife from the waistband of tight pants. Lia was about to use her safe word, she hadn’t signed up for any sort of blood play. Before she could, though, he bent and cut the ropes that held her ankles to