Free A Divine Life (The Divine Trilogy) by R.E. Hargrave

give her one final lick, lapping up a mouthful of the essence that had dripped out of her.
    “ Mmmm . . . Thank you, Sir,” Samantha said with a heavy, satisfied sigh.
    Good to know one of us is satisfied, he thought ruefully, just as his phone chirped in his pocket with a personal email alert. Confused as to who might be sending him something right then, Jayden unhooked Samantha’s legs from her arms and helped straighten them out with hurried but gentle rubbing.
    A bad feeling that something had happened to Catherine came over him, and nothing else mattered anymore.

CHAPTER SEVEN
     
    Th e man’s sharp tone made Catherine lower herself back over the counter at once, and for the time being, she forgot her distress over her Master.
    “ There ya go, darlin’,” the voice continued, softer than before. “Paige was just following orders. Now, you wouldn’t want to be responsible for my yella rose getting a whippin’ for not obeying her Master, would you?”
    That must be Sir Landon.
    “No, Sir. This girl apologizes,” she whispered, dropping back into submissive mode with ease. Her tummy was getting full and tight with the warm liquid. It wasn’t the most comfortable feeling in the world, but she didn’t dare move from her position.
    A rough , callused hand caressed Catherine’s bottom, gave it a pinch, and then patted her, again making Catherine feel like an animal being checked over.
    “ Alright, darlin’. All done. That wasn’t so bad, now was it?” he said after several minutes.
    “ No, Sir.” In truth, Catherine was uncomfortable from the bloated feeling, but she was now worried about upsetting him and having him take it out on Paige.
    “ That’s a good girl.” He chuckled. “You can go ahead and sit that pert ass of yours on the commode and empty yourself out. Let Paige take care of you with no further impertinence. Understand?” His voice was stern, but somehow comforting in its pleasant calmness. “I’ll be seeing you ladies soon.”
    “ Aye, Sir. Thank you.”
    She raised her gaze to the mirror to try to get a glimpse of Sir Landon , but all she saw was a flash of his back when he walked away. From what Catherine could tell, he was tall and lean. She couldn’t help but notice his light, wavy, brown hair before her gaze settled on his nice, tight ass – unless his jeans were lying – and with a start, she recalled the night at D&D where she’d overheard Master talking about Sir Landon’s talent with piercing. That was what had led them to talk about the future possibility in the first place; she’d made it clear to him that she wanted it.
    So much for that idea now. Why would a Master arrange for his submissive to be pierced when he was getting rid of her?
    “Well, come on, Erin. You heard Master,” Paige snickered. “Sit that pert ass of yours down, and empty it all out!”
    While n ot pleased with the situation she was in, Catherine was desperate to get the pressure off her belly, so she lowered herself onto the cold seat. She experienced the instant relief of what felt like gallons of water – and other things – pouring out of her. Groaning, she tried to hide her face in her hands while the unladylike sounds continued from below her. “God, Paige, this is so embarrassing!”
    Paige’s whimsical laugh echoed around the bathroom. “That’s kind of the point, sweetie.” She put on a mock stern face and deepened her voice, “Humiliation is a Master’s best friend.”
    They both erupted into a giggle fit at Paige ’s antics. The moment was therapeutic, and Catherine felt her mood lighten a bit.
    “ Sorry, Erin. I guess you could say it’s a fetish of his from his ranch days.”
    Taken aback , Catherine gasped. “Are you saying he’s into bestiality?” She wouldn’t judge either of them if he was; it just wasn’t something that she could ever fathom participating in.
    “ No, no! He didn’t get off on using enemas on the animals or anything like that! It was just a