Bind Me [Pact of Seduction 1] by Stacey Kennedy Read Free Book Online

harder this time. The moment the smack echoed through the room, Marley's releasing breath followed. It surprised her that his instruction worked. Focused on his eyes, the desire and adoration she saw there made directing the pain easier, and her exhale allowed her to accept the ache.
    "That's exactly right. Well done.” He hit her thigh, light smacks as he traveled his way along her leg until he reached her center. He skipped her pussy and hit the other thigh repeatedly.
    Within no time, the sting evaporated, replaced by a throb to her clit, a need for more, and a desire to lose herself in Reed's control. Clearly he recognized her wants, since he brought the crop back to her center and rubbed the flap over her clitoris, sending Marley to sigh as he teased her. “Have you been a naughty girl?"
    "Sir, yes, Sir.” She leaned her head back over the box, before she reminded herself he'd ordered her to keep eye contact with him.
    "I should punish you for all the naughty things you've done.” His smooth voice ran across her body like a warmed bath.
    "Sir, I need to be punished."
    He smacked her clitoris. Marley swallowed back her scream and bit her lip instead. She tensed against the ropes and fought the pain. The sting shocked her—such a sensitive area couldn't process an ache so intense.
    "You did not breathe as I instructed.” He stepped away from her, and she cried out, begging with her whines to continue. “You're being punished for disregarding my instructions."
    "Sir, forgive me, Sir. I won't forget again."
    His gaze narrowed, yet he stepped back in front of her. “I will forgive this once and only once, because you are new to the lifestyle. Don't do it again."
    "No, Sir, I won't, Sir."
    Reed circled the flat leather around her clit while he delivered light hits. Marley strained against the ropes. Her eyes stayed on his as his deep, intent gaze watched her in return.
    After four hits, the technique allowed her to ignore the pain and focus more on the spike of pleasure given to her clitoris.
    He ran the crop along her skin, slapping sometimes, other times just smoothing it across her flesh. “Your skin is turning an exquisite shade of red.” He grinned. “It's lovely.” He smacked her clit hard.
    "I'm glad it pleases you, Sir,” Marley shouted.
    "Good answer from a good submissive.” He all but purred.
    Marley shuddered at the sexy sound.
    "Do you believe I can make you come by using this crop?"
    No, she certainly did not. So far he'd used his fingers, the vibrator, but her clit had never been that sensitive to actually orgasm from simple touch. Plus, being hit with the crop wasn't exactly what she'd consider orgasmic.
    Reed tsk-tsked. “Oh, sweetheart, I see doubt in those eyes. Doubt I do not deserve.” He lowered the crop. “Have I not warranted your trust and proved to pleasure you?"
    Marley filled with anger at herself. The man had proven to be beyond capable, but he wasn't the problem. “Sir, it's not you. I'm not sure I can..."
    His eyebrow arched as her words drifted off, and he shook his head in frustration. “You need to say what you want.” He raised the crop and hit her pussy.
    Marley gasped at the sharp pain and tried to remember his instructions.
    "From now on, when I ask you a question, you will respond immediately. No more hesitation. Am I clear?"
    "Yes, Sir.” Marley groaned, still feeling the effects of the hit. Reed had made it clear before that she needed to use words instead of her normal blase sound effects to answer him, but she'd had no idea how much it bothered him until now. That hit he'd given her did not arouse her—that one hurt—and anger wafted off him.
    "Do not make me ask twice.” He smacked her again.
    Marley hissed.
    "Answer the question."
    Clearly this was another side of BDSM she hadn't experienced yet. The molding of how he wanted her to act, and she could see sense in it all, but she wasn't bold, and speaking so forthrightly was as a challenge. She gulped back her