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branches.
    He smiled. It was a wicked grin. “I’ve been fantasizing
about this for weeks.” He traced her breasts with the bristly end of the
garland.
    Bella threw back her head and bit her lip to hold back a cry
as sharp prickles assailed her. Good. It was so good. Her nipples had
been sensitized by the paddling and Tae’s ministrations. They stood up high and
ached. Every pass sent an electric charge straight through to her womb. “Ah.”
    “You like that, my little slave? Answer me.”
    “Yes Master.”
    He trailed the garland leisurely over her chest, across her
belly and finally rubbed it against her clit. “Open your legs. And don’t let
that vibrator fall out of your c—”
    It hit the floor. She couldn’t help it. She was swamped and
slick and oozing cream.
    Bella instinctively bent to pick it up, to slip it back
in—even though her hands were useless—but he stopped her.
    “Ah ah ah. None of that.”
    “I didn’t mean to let it fall out.”
    “That doesn’t matter.” He sighed but the tone of it was
hardly sincere. “One more thing to punish you for, I guess.”
    He slipped the garland between her legs. Bella stilled,
realizing what he had in mind. He pulled the swag tighter, tighter up against
her pussy. He dragged the rough material back and forth over her swollen flesh.
    Every nerve screamed.
    The prickly strand scraped back and forth over her clit, her
asshole, her slit. With each pass the garland became slicker and slicker,
frosted with her cream. The scent of her arousal filled the room. She tightened
her muscles on the vibrator plodding away inside her. Each throb, each swipe, brought
her closer to the edge. Much more of this and she’d be coming.
    She squeezed her lids shut and focused on the climax rising
within her. “Yes. Yes.”
    Abruptly, the movement stopped. Bella groaned and opened her
eyes, glared at him.
    “Did I not mention? You will not come without my express
permission.”
    She groaned again. Snarled maybe.
    He tapped her nose with a long finger. “Bella. Darling. I
know you. Do you think I don’t recognize the signs?”
    “Tae, I’m dying.” She knew she wasn’t supposed to address
him directly but she couldn’t help it. Every muscle ached, every pore in her
body tingled. She was frantic, desperate for release.
    He pulled her closer. His skin warmed her as their chests
skimmed. He kissed her and whispered, “Patience, darling. Patience.”
    He stepped back then, just enough to look down at her
breasts. He stroked them, traced the bits of exposed flesh. Then he began
fiddling with one of the straps that encased her.
    “Do you know why I picked this corset?” He didn’t command a
response so she didn’t give one. Besides, she doubted she was capable of
forming words. “It has this very interesting feature. When I tug this ribbon
here…”
    He did so and the straps cupping her left breast contracted.
She sucked in a breath as he pulled tighter. The straps cut into her, creating
black furrows, shaping her. He pulled on another string and another, moving up
her breast, creating a cone. He came to the very last strap, the one ringing
her nipple. He caught her gaze and then tightened it.
    Scalding sensation, pleasure and pain, speared through her.
Her breast was tightly wrapped in a leather cage. Her nipple burst forth from
its confinement, hard and tight and petulant.
    When Tae bent his head and lapped at it, sweet anguish
scudded through her and she sobbed.
    He did the same thing to the other breast then stood back
and admired his handiwork. She suffered his perusal with hands locked behind
her head, breasts poking straight out, nipples caged and a damp garland wedged
into her slit, prickling at her.
    Oh yeah. And a vibrator up her ass.
    She felt completely helpless. And yet so incredibly
powerful. Because she saw his expression.
    “God, Bella. You are such a lovely slave. You know that?
Just gorgeous.” When he pressed on her shoulder, urging her into a