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“You threw a priceless vase at my head,” Dante says, hisvoice deepening.

Yes. I did do that. At the time, it seemed like a good thingto do. Not so much now. I glance around the room. There are some very odd toyslying about. I bite my bottom lip and attempt to look apologetic. “I’m sorry.”

His fangs gleam in the low light. “Not going to do it,sweetheart. You’re in for some serious punishment.”

There is that word again. Punishment. It makes menervous and excited all at the same time. He has not punished me since that dayunder the waterfall. He mentioned that he went easy on me then. “You said youhad a meeting with the scary vampire. You do not want to be late.”

He laughs outright. “Nice try, Kaj. Trust me, when JulianLodge finds out I’m late because I was disciplining a bratty young lady, he’llforgive me. Nothing is more important to that man than discipline. Show me yourass and be glad I don’t use a ball gag on you. The next spiteful words out ofyour mouth will cause me to stuff something in there. Do you understand?”

I understand the desire that comes off him in waves. It iseasy to submit when I can feel how much Dante craves this. Just talking the wayhe is got him hard. Every word pulses in his cock. Gods, I can feel it in mypussy. He isn’t hiding, and the connection between us sparks and crackles. I doas he asks. I turn awkwardly on my pedestal and kneel over, leaving my assexposed. My hands are chained together behind my back, so I rest my cheekagainst the soft velvet of the ottoman.

“Yeah, that’s what I want. Look at that. Such a pretty ass.What should I use on this pretty ass? I’ll be honest, love. I’m surprised thata bad girl has such a gorgeous ass.”

His hand slaps at the fleshy part of my buttocks. He doesnot hold back. The pain bites into my skin and has my eyes tearing up. Hesmacks me ten times in rapid succession, the blows raining down. I cry out. Ithurts and yet I feel the intent behind it. He enjoys watching my skin redden,knows that it will make what he does later even sweeter.

I am beginning to hear his thoughts.

Such a sweet ass. It’s going to feel like heaven to fuckthat ass. Mine. Mine. Mine.

He spanks me. I count it in my mind. Twenty. Twenty-five.Pain morphs into a pleasant feeling that feels almost like floating outside mybody. Thirty. He’s calming now. I can feel it.

He stops briefly. “Don’t think I’m done. That vase reallywas priceless, and I still owe you for not running from the goblins when Iordered you to.”

I feel something slightly cold dribble between the cheeks ofmy ass and clench my teeth. I know what is coming. He made me wear the trainingplug several nights over the last few weeks. Each time the plug gets larger,filling me with what feels like warm flesh. When I contract around the plug, itdelivers the hated ginger oil and makes my tight ring feel like it is on fire.And I take a strange pleasure from that as well. I enjoy the moment when heworks the plug in. I crave it.

“That’s right,” he says, fitting the plug to me. “See, it’sopening for me. So much easier than a week ago.”

He rims my asshole. I whimper a bit as he begins working itin. He loves to hear my cries. It makes his dick twitch. The connection is easyto hold on to now that he stopped fighting it. When his cock pulses withdesire, I feel it. Gods, he loves dominating me. There is nothing in Dante thatis not focused on me, and I get a glimpse of what sex meant to him before hemet me.

Fun. Playful. He had a lot of women, and not a one touchedhim past his cock. He found the process entertaining. Not once has he wantedthis.

Responsibility. He is responsible for her. It was scary inthe beginning, and now he longs for it.

He used to lie back and enjoy the sex. A blonde with largebreasts flashes through my brain. She would ride Dante, and he liked it. Hewould sit back and let her have her way with his cock. He would never shove thebusty blonde across his lap to spank her ass.

The plug slides home, and I feel something settle deepinside. I am different for Dante. I am something more.

“See, that is really amazing,” Dante says, his breath harsh.“I can feel it. I feel that fucking thing.” He pulls on the plug. “Wow. I canfeel the plug in your ass. Why did you complain about this?”

I smile. I love the connection now more than ever. I clenchhard around the plug and wince as the burn begins.

“Damn it, Kaja. That is not fair. Holy hell.” But he pushesthe plug in further. “It’s not going to save you. I felt every smack on yourass. I also felt your pussy begging for more. I won’t back away from theconnection between us, love. I will never back away from this again.”

He fucks my ass with the plug. The oil burns for a moment,stimulating and making me ultra-aware of what is happening to me. I relax andallow the plug to start vibrating.

“So much better,” Dante says with a sigh.

He did not have our connection open when my poor asshole wasfirst getting used to the plug. He might have rethought it then. I bite back agrin at the thought. He seems to like how it feels now. He presses the plug in,and I feel him step around to the front.

He takes me by the shoulders, lifting me to a kneelingposition. He unbuttoned his shirt and I can see his sculpted stomach muscles. Ilove how lean and strong he is. The plug hums in my ass, pleasure and janglingdiscomfort mixing in a concoction that has me off-kilter and waiting for more.

Slowly, Dante lowers the zipper of his trousers. His cocksprings free. He looks powerful and decadent with his huge cock thrustingtoward me. His hand tangles in my hair.

“Take me deep. Get me hard.”

He shoves his cock into my mouth. I struggle to take it allbecause, despite his words, he is already as hard as any stone. I gag but openmy mind and let myself feel him.

So good. It is so good to fuck my mouth. It issavage and primal and perfect.