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now.
    When he finally went to the table and picked up the paddle,
she nearly collapsed in relief. But her relief was premature.
    Tae continued to torment her from afar.
    He studied her—draped over the sofa with her legs spread
wide and foreign objects thudding at her nerves—and stroked the paddle
contemplatively. It took him forever to round the sofa and stand behind her. It
took everything in her to stay in place, not flinch. Not pull away. She knew
what was coming. And she both dreaded and longed for it.
    He didn’t begin paddling right away. He had far too much
finesse for that. He dragged it out, tightening the tension. He tantalized her
ass with his hand, a fleeting warmth over her quivering globes.
    “Nice. Beautiful.” His voice petted her, soothed her.
    The studs on the paddle skated across her flesh. Dug into
her sanity. He ran it lightly around and around her ass, circling her, taunting
her. She moaned.
    When she thought she couldn’t bear it a second longer, the
paddle rose and fell. She lurched forward as scalding heat scored her skin,
sank into her being. She cried out, a warbling wail. Exhilaration, release and
a raging hunger washed through her. She shuddered around the toys in her pussy
and ass, clutching them, clinging to them.
    “Turn them up,” she whispered.
    He pretended not to hear her as the paddle fell again. And
again. And again. Bella cried out in bliss at each stroke, delighting in the
harsh caress of the studs. She knew her ass was red. Heat rolled off her in
waves.
    She braced herself against the seat of the sofa and closed
her eyes because she couldn’t bear to see her wrists confined, as they were, in
the cuffs. It was almost too exciting to bear.
    He smacked her ass again. And again. She leaned into the
pain, the delirium. She wanted to collapse, dissolve, but couldn’t. It was too
much. Not nearly enough. The twin vibrators droned inside her, but gently,
softly. Just enough to light her fire, drive her wild.
    “More,” she huffed. “More.”
    He complied.
    She couldn’t resist plucking at her nipples. They were
aching and hard, exposed to the night air and crying out for attention. Each
pull sent sharp pleasure through her.
    The heat on her ass abruptly stopped.
    “Bella.” Tae tsked. “What did you agree to?”
    Why had he stopped? She whimpered and glanced back at him
over her shoulder.
    “What did you agree to?”
    “Um…” What had she agreed to again? “T-total submission?”
    “Yes. And total submission means you may not touch
yourself.”
    “What?” She whirled to stare at him. Not touch herself? She
was desperate to do so.
    He didn’t repeat himself. Disappointment tightened his jaw
as he took one of her wrists and brought it to her neck. He attached the hook
on the wrist restraint to a ring at the back of the collar. Secured her there.
He bound the other wrist as well, locking both her hands behind her head.
    She was helpless. Utterly helpless.
    Her pussy spasmed at the thought and the vibrator eased out.
Tae caught it on its way to the floor and shoved it back in. Bella loved the
way his fingers stretched her. She shoved her pussy at him, begging for more,
but he wasn’t ready to give her that kind of satisfaction.
    He had another kind of satisfaction in mind.
    He turned her to the mirror again. She couldn’t stay the
sigh that escaped at the sight she beheld—a tall, long-limbed siren with her
breasts constrained in a harness, her wrists trapped behind her head, her pussy
weeping, cream dribbling down her thighs.
    “Close your legs,” Tae commanded. “Keep that toy in your
cunt.” He twirled the paddle.
    She nearly came when he lifted it and rubbed it against her
breasts, scraping the studs over her nipples. She closed her lids and tipped
back her head.
    “Eyes open, Bella. I want you to watch.”
    She swallowed a sob and obeyed. He rewarded her with a
series of sharp smacks, each at a different angle, each hard and rough against
her sensitive