Black Pearl by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Format: epub
Published: 2010-02-13T07:18:12+00:00

Chapter 7

Phaedra knelt on the floor of Vance’s twenty-third floor dungeon, thighs apart, her hands resting on them palms up, and her head down. The floor was a glossy mosaic tile, and the walls were all mirrored. All the better for her to see herself, posed like a slave, waiting to be taken in hand.

The sound of Vance’s familiar footsteps caused every muscle in her body to tense. Her heart banged in her chest like a percussion instrument run amuck. Could he, with his acute vampire senses, hear her wild pulse?

Could he sense her excitement, the heady mix of fear and anticipation burning through her blood like an intoxicant?

Did he know that she was already wet, the juices of her arousal threatening to run down her legs before he’d so much as touched her?

“Well, well.” Vance stopped in front of her. “I’ve seen many women in this pose, but none quite so appealing as you, Phaedra.”

“This girl is honored by your compliments.” She’d hung around the dungeon enough to know how to do sub-talk, but had never imagined it would be quite so… well… hot.

“Stand.” Vance stepped back, and she rose to her feet obligingly.

“Mmm, Phaedra. What will I do with you first?” He touched her shoulder with a cat o’ nine tails, letting the leather tendrils snake down her almost bare breast. The outfit he’d selected for her was a slight variation of the house garb for slaves at Black Pearl, the only difference being that hers was pink instead of black, and there were cutouts exposing her nipples --nipples which hardened as the silky leather strands passed over them.

“I’d like to have you on the spanking bench first.” He gave her a slight thwack on the backside with the cat o’ nine tails. “Go to it and bend over, please.”

She’d already noticed the bench --it was hard to miss. She went and bent over it, noting that the bench had been lowered to fit a person of short stature.

He’d planned to have her over the bench all along, and had thought of her comfort once again. She quickly smothered a smile, but the knowledge made her heart flutter with an emotion separate from all the other feelings thrumming through her.

Vance joined her at the bench, cuffing her ankles and wrists to it quickly.

“No iron tonight, as I promised,” he said under his breath. “Phaedra,” he continued in his usual commanding tone, “if you intend to be a good slave, you must learn to accept discipline.” She could hear him crossing the room to the wall where a boggling assortment of toys hung.

“This girl is ready to accept whatever discipline you see fit to give her, Master.” Was that true? Could she really handle whatever he felt like dishing out? They’d discussed limits ahead of time and agreed on a safe word, but still, she was putting more than her sexual pleasure in his hands. He had control over the entire scene, not to mention her body and mind.

“Count for me, Phaedra,” he said from behind her.

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