Unwelcome Reunions (His Dirty Secret Book 3) by Evelyn Troy Read Free Book Online

her ankles. As he knelt at her feet to attach the ankle cuffs, she looked down at his naked, muscular body and couldn’t help but wonder what she did to get so lucky. He really was a magnificent man.
     
    She was now secured in a position that left her not only wide open, but completely vulnerable, and she was amazed at just how erotic it felt. Isobel held back a small moan as her nipples instantly puckered and her pussy became wet again; and he hadn’t even started yet.
     
    Tyler came up close behind her, his warm upper body resting against her back and making her toes curl with how delicious he felt. “Are you ready?” His voice was nothing more than a whisper against the back of her neck, and she shivered at the contact.
     
    “Yes, Sir.” And she was. More ready for this than she’d been for anything else.
     
    She felt something soft and heavy touch her left shoulder and turned her head to see what it was. Spotting the unmistakable leather strands of a flogger, she felt her pussy clench as she tensed up. He had used a small one on her before, but the strands on this one were much wider and knotted at the ends, so she knew that this time would be more severe than the last.
     
    Tyler pulled the flogger up and back, trailing it over her shoulder so that she could gauge the weight. He did the same to her other shoulder, and Isobel took a sharp breath as the leather burned a trail into her skin that had her wanting to scream at him to use it like she knew they both wanted him to.
     
    Isobel held her breath as she felt him step back away from her, and then there was the feeling of the air being gently moved a split second before she felt the first slight sting just underneath her shoulder blades. It was more of a kiss than anything else, and Isobel felt herself tremble with longing as she waited for the next, and she arched her back towards him in an unconscious plea.
     
    “My little slut is so eager, isn’t she?” His voice was filled with lust, and Isobel felt an answering longing deep inside her needy body.
     
    “Yes, Sir, she is.” If anyone had told her just a few weeks ago that she would be craving this man’s touch and his discipline as he used physical and mental control over her, she would have laughed in their face. But now, all Isobel could think about was him and how he could make her feel as she bent to do his bidding. Isobel didn’t think she could change it even if she wanted to, which she most definitely didn’t.
     
    Tyler let the leather kiss across her skin once more, and then the flogging started in earnest as he alternated his strokes; right to left, side to side, never connecting with the same place twice and leaving her back so sensitive and hot that every stroke felt as though he was pouring hot wax or oil over her.
     
    Isobel forgot where she was, who she was with and even who she was. The only thought in her mind was what was being done to her, and she raised herself up on her tiptoes with each swing of the flogger as it connected, letting out small ‘Aah’s’ that soon changed to louder grunts and groans of pain and pleasure mingled together.
     
    In her entranced state, she realized that a pattern had emerged with regards to the strokes; crisscrosses that vary in both strength and motion as the leather fronds slapped from left shoulder to right hip, and then right shoulder to left hip. Isobel moaned again and again, but she wasn’t sure if she was actually making a sound. Inside, she could feel pressure mounting, growing with every lash until it pushed the pain back and left only a pleasure so intense that she felt that she was going to explode with it.
     
    Tyler changed position once again, and this time the flogger was centered on her buttocks, the strokes fast and sure as the leather knots landed on her soft cheeks. Isobel bounced with every strike, her heels rising as much as possible against the ankle cuffs with every upward swing. He swung again and the leather strips