“But not enough yet.”
He circled her body again, testosterone flying, laying into her hard, the whip no longer glancing off her flesh, but striking with stinging force, leaving welts across her thighs, her belly, her heaving t**s, and then, from behind, her shoulders and her rounded rump.
He could feel the subspace descend upon her, while finding for himself that sadomasochistic harmony of energies he knew only in his most intimate relationships. He came at her with more, with harder blows and a crueler consciousness, seeing just how much pain she would suffer before her desire would flee. He’d been sure he had a true painslut when he abducted her. But this was the first real test of the hard combat he wanted from his new prize.
She was passing with flying colors.
“My gawwwwwwwwwwwwwd
