Chapter Four
The following night – After Midnight
Justin didn’t have to knock on the door, he had a key. He should since he paid for the apartment and all the expenses of brit’s life.
He assumed she was asleep now. Days like the one they’d just spent wiped her out. Though she begged for his cruelty, when it was raining down on her she could easily waver. Usually, she tugged his heartstrings enough to make him ease off when he was whipping her, but that didn’t happen at lunch. The scene was brief. He took her through the harsh beginnings quickly with brit protesting, then had her in subspace within minutes. In the end, she was grateful for his cruelty.
Standing by her bed now, he leaned down and shook her shoulder, “brit, up.”
“Humm, sir,” she rolled over sleepily smiling.
“Up, slut
