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    I already decided not to quit. He told me he would hit me there and I resolved to take it. I’m sticking with my decision.
    Her throbbing sex helped make up her mind. (not sure what you mean to say here?)
    My God, am I a pervert just like Caden? The flip side of his madness? He likes to hurt me and I like being hurt? Is this what they mean by finding your soul mate?
    Caden Morning answered her question by cutting the crop upward and banging her directly on her clit. She yowled and scratched at the table, trying to scramble away. Though trussed like a roasted chicken, Anna managed to twist and fall to her side.
    But, her struggle to get away accomplished nothing. With her wrists bound behind her knees, whether she knelt or lay on her side, he could still hit her in the same soft targets.
    “Return to your position,” he yelled, grabbing up the cane. He slashed it at her, twice on her ass square and the third time, he struck in a way that made the tip curl upward and hit her square on her clit.
    Limbs flailing against her bonds, Anna struggled to re-assume her position. With Mr. Morning yelling, “Get back, get back—”, she managed to get her knees under her and cower on the table again.
    “I’m in place,” she wailed. Anna arched her bottom up as high as she could raise it and wiggled to get his attention.
    “Good girl.”
    Caden’s cane clattered as he set it down.
    “Thank goodness,” she sighed.
    “Now, where were we?”
    “The next one is number seven, Sir,” she said. Her entire area below the waist burned like a pot full of coals smoldered behind her. She hoped it would be over soon, and she hoped he wouldn’t hit her pussy with the cane again. The crop, Anna could tolerate. It bit hard on her body, but after the first few blows, the leather slap transformed from pain to a good strong lick.
    But, the cane blazed like an overheated hot-tub, no way a sensation that strong could ever be pleasurable.
    “Good girl,” he said, and ran his hand up her thigh. He rubbed the sore lips of her channel. Anna couldn’t help herself and pushed back against his fingers. How could this abominable man be so nice one moment and so vicious the next? Surely she could find his secret and civilize his violent tendencies? He would be such a great catch if she could tame his painful kink.
    “The next five will be delivered in the same place as the last one,” he said, caressing her swollen clit.
    “Not there?” She pulled away from him. “Not five more between my…my legs?”
    “Yes, here, Anna. What good is a punishment if it’s easy for you to take? You are remarkably slick and puffy here now and I think you might enjoy more hard licks.”
    Licks, yes. With something soft and wet, but not with the tip of that crop.
    “Please, hit my ass or my…my boobs, but not there, not between my legs.”
    He slapped her.
    “Are you arguing with my decision? I could use the cane some more.”
    He picked that instrument up and swished it through the air.
    That would be tons worse. “No, no, sir, I’m not arguing.” What could she say to stop him using the cane? She’d over-played her hand, and now only unconditional surrender would stave off disaster.
    “Please, hit me with the crop, sir.” Anna struggled to control her trembling lips. “Please hit me between my legs.”
     

seven
     
    “Your wish, my lady.” With that, Caden snapped the crop upward, catching her by surprise. “Please, oh, my God, not so hard,” Anna whined.
    With her ankles bound to her wrists and her arms crossed beneath her on the break room table, Anna had never felt more powerless. She stretched her neck to the side, straining to see what Caden planned to do next.
    “This final phase of your punishment will be the severest. You are to keep your back arched and your ass up as high as you can. I’m going to give you those final five I promised with the crop and then some with the cane.”
    “With the cane, between my legs?” Anna tried