Chapter Fourteen
Jeremy sat on one of the steps leading to what had once been the servants’ quarters. “Bend over,” he said with a smile, “and put your hands on my knees.”
Alice did as she was told, instinctively looking down, which of course meant her gaze was on his crotch. Already it was clear he was excited at the prospect of what was going to happen. She was too, actually. The games she’d played with Jeremy and Ethan over the past months had opened her mind to many different s****l pleasures, and she’d discovered that receiving pain was one of them. She didn’t crave it, like some more devout submissive masochists, but she enjoyed the sweet pain that was inflicted on her. It helped, of course, that the men knew this and would only go so far with their sadistic torture.
As soon as she
