Free On Your Knees by Brynn Paulin Page A

two-sided whip on the bed. He didn’t intend to use the whip portion on her but the other end was tipped with feathers. Jessica wouldn’t hold out long against them.
    He knew exactly the thing that would drive her insane. Opening a refrigerated drawer, he removed a heavy glass dildo and a tube of gel. Perfect.
    She hadn’t moved when he returned. Good. She was invested in winning the competition. Not that she had a prayer. But he wanted her to try. He wanted to watch her fight her reactions to him and lose. She’d discover she had no power here either.
    Setting the dildo and the lube on the bed, he pressed the ball to her lips.
    “Open your mouth,” he instructed.
    She sucked in a breath through her nose, not moving her mouth.
    “I won’t hold it against you,” he added.
    Her brow furrowed and he guessed she was deciding if it was a ploy to make her lose the game. Slowly, she opened. He jammed the ball between her teeth and fastened 63
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    the leather strap. His cock jerked. Seeing Jessica bound before, seeing her modeling his preferred paraphernalia made him hotter than the summer sun.
    He’d never thought he’d see her like this…naked in his bed…waiting for him…pert breasts rising and falling on each excited breath. The overwhelming need to reveal himself and see where it led almost distracted him from his course of action.
    Afterward. He’d tell her whether she won or not. He almost laughed. What was he thinking if she won ? As if that would happen. He played dirty. It was his specialty and marked him as a master, in more ways than one.
    “It also won’t count against you if I move you,” he told her. Her fingers were clenched into the sheets at her hips and he gently unfolded them. Her tight, closed up position gave her a false sense of security. He wanted her open and vulnerable with nothing impeding him.
    Sliding his hands down her arms, he pulled them over her head and crossed her wrists just above her crown. Dragging his fingertips along the sensitive flesh on the inside of her arms, he made a path down her body. Deliberately, he raked all ten fingers over her tempting breasts then headed over her torso and hips until he reached her tightly compressed thighs.
    He traced a line along the crease, from mound to knees. “You are a very naughty slave.” Grabbing her legs, he forced them apart. “Never together,” he murmured, though parting her increased the throbbing in his veins.
    “Luckily,” he continued, grabbing the icy cold dildo. “I know just the thing for disobedient slaves.” He dragged the tip along her naked, glistening folds and watched her shake as the frigid glass tormented her clit. Pulling it away, he coated it with equally cold lube. “I decided you’re right. Your tight little ass is too small and untried to take me right now.”
    She shrieked behind the gag as he pressed the dildo to her anus. This was one of his favorites. The length and modest width made it a good choice for vaginal activity while the deep groove toward the base made it perfect for this. Agitated, she clenched her 64
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    muscles, trying to get away without actually moving. He kept it pushed to her while he waited for her to exhale then forced it slightly inside her momentarily relaxed body. She made agitated sounds in her throat, protesting the invasion.
    During other play, he might have worried and become more vigilant to her reaction. This was different. With her hands unbound, she could literally reach down and deck him if he really pushed her beyond her limits. Doggedly, he continued the invasion until the entire length of the icy invader was lodged inside her. He checked to be sure it was seated properly and let go, watching her buck as the chill invaded her heated tissues.
    Her muffled, unchecked cries yanked at his cock, begging him to fuck her. Leaning forward, he sucked her clit into his mouth and nipped the sensitive flesh. Her taste flooded his mouth. He’d dreamed of