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of her clitoris so that he could continue to stimulate it lightly with one hand. Swirling two fingers of his other hand round in her juices he then inserted them into her rectum. She made a sound of protest as a sudden pain seared through her, but his other hand continued to play skillfully between her thighs until she was almost out of her mind with the conflicting sensations of red-hot pain and exquisite pleasure.
    “I can’t wait any longer,” he said thickly, as slowly and carefully he eased himself inside her tight second opening.
    She felt too full. It was too much to bear, and she wanted to cry out and tell him to stop yet at the same time she didn’t want to lose this new sensation that was filling her with a dark, forbidden ecstasy.
    David moved very carefully inside her, his own gasps mingling with hers, and then he tapped one of the fingers that were between her thighs against the side of her pulsating clitoris. With a scream of relief she came again, and as all her muscles contorted and tightened she realized that she was tightening around him as well and with a muffled groan he spilled himself into her while her whole body was still in the throes of her third orgasm of the afternoon.
    For what seemed a very long time he continued to lie on top of her, as she waited for him to move. He was heavy against her trembling flesh, but at that moment she felt closer to him than she’d ever done before.
    “You see,” he whispered in her ear. “There are many pathways to pleasure.”
    When David eventually moved, he pulled her up off the bed and removed the harness and hood. “Time to take a bath and then change your clothes,” he said briskly. “We’re due down to dinner in just under an hour.”
    Grace looked at him, longing to hold his naked body against hers, to smell and touch him. “I’ve never…” she began.
    “It’s all part of your trial, we can’t discuss it,” he said abruptly.
    She could have wept at the change in him, but these days she knew better than to let her feelings show during a trial. She was also coming to realize that this change actually increased the eroticism of the sex during the tests.
    With the marks of the harness still imprinted on her skin she walked past him and down the few steps to the luxurious bathroom that she loved. When she came back, David had already showered and changed in another part of the Club.
    “Here’s your dress. I think you’ll like it,” he said, handing her a floor-length, split-front, peach-colored asymmetric dress, with one strap over the right shoulder and a thin silver chain belt that emphasized her slender waist. “No underwear tonight,” he added.
    Slipping it on, Grace discovered that the split at the front was so high she would have to be very careful how she moved if she didn’t want to reveal everything to all the diners tonight.
    “Perfection,” he murmured, when she was ready. “Let’s just pull your hair round so that it falls over your left shoulder. It makes you look sophisticated and yet wanton. My favorite look.”
    “Then I’m happy too,” she replied quietly.
    David’s eyes widened for a second, as he tried to work out whether she meant it or not, and that helped give Grace the courage to face what lay ahead of her. If she’d come so far that she could take David by surprise, then nothing was going to stop her tonight. “Shall we go down?” she asked him, and with a nod he held the bedroom door open for her. The final stage of her last trial was about to begin.

Chapter Two
    By the time they entered the dining room, all the other tables were full, and several people turned to watch as Grace walked to table four. She kept her back straight and her head high, the feel of David’s guiding hand in the small of her back giving her some badly needed reassurance. No matter how much she tried, she couldn’t forget Amber’s words earlier, and the thought of being hooded and bound terrified her.
    She saw several men