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screamed. He put his face down and rubbed it between her breasts, kissing her nipples.
    He sat back and hefted the whip for another blow.
    Anna couldn’t take any more so soon with the shock from first two still ricocheting through her body. She sat and grabbed his hand with boh of hers.
    “Please, not so hard. You’ll kill me with this nasty thing. Caden, be more gentle with me.”
    Anna tried to get up, but her ankles were still strapped to the stubby feet of the ottoman.
    Caden twisted his whip hand away from her grasp.
     

twelve
     
    Caden Morning’s face went dark and he showed his teeth. Holding her in place with one strong hand, he plucked some more straps from his case. He took her left arm and pulled it back behind her head, elbow up. Wrapping the strap around her wrist, he cinched the nylon beneath the ottoman leg and pulled her arm tight. She flailed at him with her other hand, her blows deflected by his strong shoulders.
    “Stop it, Caden, don’t tie me. I’ll hold still.”
    “Don’t be silly, Anna. I’m going to whip you hard and you aren’t able to keep still. Therefore, you need to be bound.
    “I can’t have you moving around and grabbing at me while I punish you. If you want me to stop, then quit.”
    Not this job. Not this man. He’d have to terminate her if he wanted to get rid of her.
    “Oh, you are such a cruel man.”
    “I am,” he grunted. Caden finished tying her other wrist and then stood over her, satisfied.
    “Now I’m going to whip you from your knees to your chin. I’m going to discover which parts of you are the most sensitive.”
    Her thong rode halfway down her thighs. Caden tore it off her. Now she lay exposed to him, only her strappy heels remained of her pert outfit from this morning.
    Anna tried pleading. “Caden. Mr. Morning, please don’t whip me anymore. I’ll do whatever you want. I’m good with my mouth.” Bobby Martin had said so, at least. Maybe she could suck Mr. Morning, get him to come, and then he’d be less interested in hurting and humiliating her. She ran her tongue around her lips.
    “Shut up, Anna.” He smacked her face with the back of his hand, one cruel blow after the other. Shocked, she almost let the words, “I quit,” escape, but some animal passivity in the presence of a predator took her over and she couldn’t get her numb lips to form the words.
    Anna writhed in Caden’s straps. Stretched out with her back tight against the bowed top of the ottoman, her belly and pussy were elevated and open to him. Her breasts heaved, and she arched her head back, trying to see her wrists.
    Caden darted in with yet one more strap, and ran it below her chin and down to where her wrists were tied. Now her head was held back by the scratchy nylon as well as her hands.
    Anna heard him rummage in his case, and then he came into her restricted view and showed her that he’d switched out the martinet for the vicious dressage whip.
    He ran the whip’s single tail over her body, flicking her with short circular motions, making the narrow tail twirl around and sting her like a bee.
    “Do you know how beautiful you are now, Anna?”
    Caden made a swift cut with the whip between her widespread legs.
    Anna howled, cursing at him.
    Then she mastered her rage.
    Making him angry wouldn’t do her any good. “Please stop this, Caden, please. I’ll be a good employee. I’ll do whatever you want for the rest of my life. Anything, just don’t hit so hard anymore.”
    Her pleading just made Caden hit her faster. He whipped her again and again, and welts bubbled up with each blow to the sensitive skin of her upper thighs. He whirled the whip, the tip making a humming sound and the single-tail becoming a blur in the air. It hit her like a tiny buzz saw. Gasping for breath , she lifted her head to see what must be horrific bloody damage to her legs.
    But the dressage whip can cause intense pain without tearing the skin. The stiff and narrow leather thong turned the