Pride and the Stranger: Book 2 in the Pride Trilogy by TJ Dallas

Author:TJ Dallas [Dallas, TJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781716956775
Publisher: LULU
Published: 2020-08-30T06:00:00+00:00

Lust

PART 4

Lust

16

Althea

As soon as I shut the door to the chamber, I put a solemn expression on my face. I took a moment to compose myself and get into character before rounding to face Harry. She glanced at the floor before I could catch her gaze.

I walked in a slow circle around her. The flogger in my hand trailed along the outside of my thigh, the tight leather of my corset squeaking in the silence. The flogger was one of my favourite toys: a pink-and-black handle with numerous thin suede tails, perfect for light BDSM play. Harry would never say no to a whipping; she loved it rough, but it was an awkward tool, and the mirrored chamber we currently occupied wasn’t big enough to wield it properly. She would get what she was given.

Harry swallowed, averting her gaze as the anticipation rose. The first stage of our game was always troublesome for her. She had to resist the impulse to take control and dominate, and instead, she had to learn how to obey.

“Tell me your safe word,” I said, breaking the silence.

“Horseshoe.”

“Good. Why are you still standing?”

She dropped to her knees, her eyes flickering to the knee-high leather boots around my calves as I circled her again. I flicked my wrist, the flogger grazing her back, and she winced, arching away from the gentle sting. I knew it wasn’t painful, but it caught her off-guard.

I forced down a smile, lest she caught my expression in the mirror. Pride loved to watch herself fucking, and getting fucked, and the mirrored chamber was her favourite. But for now, she kept her gaze down.

“Why are you here?” I asked.

“To be punished.”

“Why are you getting punished?”

“For disobeying.”

I switched her with the flogger again, and a small groan escaped her throat. “Try again.”

“For disobeying, Mistress.”

“Better.”

She couldn’t stop herself from stealing a peek in the mirror. I’d known she would, and I matched her gaze in the reflection.

I tilted my head. “Did I permit you to look?”

“No, Mistress.”

“So why are you still looking?” The flogger grazed her back again, and she lowered her eyes to the floor.

I circled her for a few more minutes, just observing. She didn’t look again, and I couldn’t withhold a smirk. I took some time to admire her. Her hands curled and uncurled as she sought to behave, and I recognised the effort it was causing her.

But she couldn’t refute the powerful orgasm that would take her soon. Being forced to renounce authority to a Mistress was one of her fantasies, and I was happy to oblige.

“Strip.” I turned my back on her, listening as she stood up and unbuttoned her jeans. It would drive her crazy, my blatant disinterest to watch her get naked. She loved to be the centre of attention. Placing the handle of the flogger between my teeth, I opened the drawer, pulling out a thick black ribbon.

When I heard silence behind me, I turned, pleased to see her kneeling again. I secured the ribbon around her eyes, smiling at the resultant flush of pink on her collarbone.

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