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snarled as he stalked his way towards her.
    She purposely laughed at him before speaking. “You have no authority over my property. You got what you wanted when you manipulated me into moving back here.”
    The slap hit her cheek before she ever saw it coming and her defiance quickly turned to fear. She could see the pleasure in his eyes when he recognized her distress. He loved to see her scared of him. It turned him on and she knew it was because of the power he held over her when she was afraid.
    “Your mouth gets you in trouble once again. I can think of much better ways to put that pouty mouth of yours to use.”
    “Fuck you, Master ,” she drawled out slowly, mocking him.
    His fist locked in a handful of her hair and pulled her head back as he eyed her with ice cold, blue eyes. “Every time you defy me, he will pay.”
    “No, Master, I’ll be good.”
    “Oh, I have found your weakness, haven’t I?”
    “Yes, Sir, please have mercy.”
    His sadistic laugh rang through the air, “Mercy? I think not. Get your ass over to that spanking bench.” He tossed her away from the wall, causing her to scramble towards the bench. She quickly lifted her skirt and removed her G-string, hoping the act would soften him a little. It didn’t work. It was evident there would be no leniency when she saw him reach for a cane.
    “Oh fuck!” she hissed.
    “No, my mouthy little slave, we’ll save that for after the discipline. I’ll fuck you for sure, though. I’ll fuck you senseless, girl.”
    She screamed out in pain as the bite of the cane connected with her ass. “Fuck! I’m sorry.”
    He grabbed a fistful of her hair and jerked her head back. “I’m just getting started.”
    “I’m sorry. I was upset you interrupted our training session. You look for any reason to keep him away from me. You said I could have him but you take him away from me every time he’s with me.”
    “Shut the fuck up!” The cane sliced through the air and, this time, he broke skin. She knew his anger would be alleviated by nothing less than drawing her blood.
    Her cries had now turned into the whimpers of wounded prey. She listened as he tossed the cane aside, positioned himself behind her, and pulled his throbbing cock from his riding pants.
    “I should have made him stay and watch. Oh fuck, the sight of your blood makes me hungry. Your pussy drips for me and from all the pain I provide you. Your body gives you away, esclave.”
    He slid into her hungry opening slowly, as if he was savoring the moment her walls pressed in on his need. “I fucking love you, you beautiful bitch.”
    Her voice came out in a mere whisper of anguished pain, “I love you too, Master.”

Master William
    “You’re such a good girl.” He knew she was there, the place where an endorphin high lowered her defenses and penetrated the shell around her heart.
    He marveled at the blood welling along the stripes he’d made caning her. It cried out to him as he spread her apart and pushed, grinding his cock into her. He slowly rotated his hips in small circles, mesmerized by her hungry, throbbing pussy and the juices that flowed from it. He reached over and flipped a switch that caused the bench to vibrate against her clit. Her whole body shook as orgasm after orgasm overtook her. He kept thrusting until he emptied himself of all the jealousy he felt about her pet loving her. He felt so conflicted. He hated the boy who was so enamored with her but that boy was also his security so she wouldn’t leave. Hating the feeling that the boy held any power, he concocted a plan to make him pay. He would solidify his domination over Mistress Diamond this weekend and he would do so in front of all those who would be attending the event. There was no way around it. Toby would suffer the hazing of Master William as long as he remained at The Mansion. Master William didn’t like feeling jealous and, more than that, he hated feeling like if he was too hard on Toby, she would