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wanted what he’d paid to get. Nobody screwed with his plans. Nobody took anything away from him that was his. Nobody tricked him and lived to tell about it.
    Somebody was going to pay for this.
    And Elise, the deceitful bitch, she’d pay for the rest of her life.
    Despite his situation, Tyler was looking forward to that.
    * * *
    It was done.
    Elise tried to relax after she was handed into the carriage. She reminded herself that Tyler couldn’t touch her for a whole week.
    By the time they returned home, her sister would have finished moving Elise’s stuff. She’d already moved all the online connections for her business, routing her emails to a dropbox. She was the only one who knew the passwords, and they didn’t exist physically in any given place. Her cell phone would die on this day, and she’d use a burn phone for a while so it couldn’t be traced to an address. Tyler wasn’t nearly as smart with such details as he liked to pretend he was. He wouldn’t have an easy time finding her.
    Elise had to hope their time on Windswept convinced him not to bother.
    If Tyler had ever listened to her for more than two minutes, he’d have known they weren’t a good fit, and his fantasies didn’t work for her. If he’d ever been able to see beyond his own desire—and his conviction the world existed to please him—then such dire choices wouldn’t have been necessary.
    Maybe it would be good for him to be a slave on the island for a couple of weeks.
    Maybe he’d learn something.
    Or maybe he’d like it. He’d often whined that she didn’t understand how much responsibility and work it was to be the dominant one, but hadn’t been dissatisfied enough to let her give it a try.
    The way he laughed at the idea made her want to whip him until he bled.
    The truth was Tyler didn’t know Elise and her secret desires at all.
    She watched the two women sitting opposite her and knew this scenario suited her much better. Now that the worst was over, she should take the chance to enjoy her role. She thought of the smoldering dark eyes of the other guy who arrived with them and felt her puss get wetter. He was so powerful, and simmering with an intensity that reminded her of a volcano. He seemed to be all about self-control.
    She would definitely go down to the stables to visit the horses.
    But first, she’d train her household staff. She pointed at the floor of the coach. “On your knees, Hannah,” she commanded softly. The other woman’s eyes widened slightly, but she immediately did as she was told. The rocking of the carriage made her stance more precarious, but she managed it well.
    Elise supposed she’d done it before.
    “Expose your nipples to me, then put your hands behind your back.”
    Hannah did as instructed. Elise could feel Amy’s approval as she bent forward easily and caressed the nipples with her gloved fingertips. Hannah closed her eyes, her lashes fluttering. “Eyes open, but downcast,” Elise whispered. She could have slapped Hannah or punished her, but that would have been Tyler’s reaction. She wanted a complicity in her domination of others, not a forcible claim.
    “Yes, my lady,” Hannah murmured, her submissive tone and her blush feeding Elise’s desire.
    “You will bring me a selection of clamps when we arrive,” she instructed, even as she tightened the ones Hannah wore, doing that ever so slightly. She watched the maid with care, noting the instant she fluttered, the moment the pinch was just right. Elise knew these weights and the sweet torment they could create, the pain of the pinch followed by the pleasure of release. “I trust there is also a variety of weights available.”
    Hannah paled a little, a striking contrast to the glitter in her eyes. The balance was perfect, in Elise’s opinion. “Yes, my lady.” She was breathing a little too quickly, though, a sign of consternation.
    Elise bent and touched the tip of her tongue to one tightly constrained nipple. Hannah shivered