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though, obviously trying not to hurt her in any way, poking and prying and almost but not quite playing. He seemed to have a great interest in her clit, which, to her complete dismay and horror, began to respond to his almost absent attentions. Her Master looked avidly over Daniel's shoulder, as if he was also seeing her for the first time. They spoke in low voices but not as if they were trying to keep her from hearing, but what they were saying didn't hold any meaning for her. They also moved up to play with her breasts, the stranger plucking and pulling her nipples into tight prominence, paying little attention to her reactions whatsoever.
    Finally, when she thought she was going to melt away in mortification, he removed the glove noisily, patted her thigh, and shook hands with her Master before he left.
    Raina was never happier to see anyone go. That had been worse than any inspection he'd subjected her to so far. But now that it was over, the punishments would begin.
    It was the first time he really lectured her while he disciplined her. He was not at all happy with her performance, and she felt it. He'd efficiently turned her over onto her stomach, using one of the many cylindrical pillows to bolster her hips, then retied her again.
    But this time, he tied a very thick blindfold over her eyes. It wasn't in the least important to him right now whether she saw herself being punished or not. This wasn't one of those times she was going to replay in her mind as he made her scream with pleasure. This was going to hurt.
    Raina didn't know where the paddle came from, but she knew where it was ending up with devastatingly regularity.
    "Who do you belong to?" he asked.
    She wasn't exactly sure whether it was a rhetorical question or not, but she barely peeped, "You, Sir," as she tried to deal with the explosions he was creating on her rump.
    "And if I bring someone into the house, do you think that it honors me, that it honors your submission to me for you to be so reluctant, so shameful of your own body? Do you think that I would put you into a dangerous situation or introduce you to someone that would compromise your safety in any way?" He paddled her hard throughout, and she tried desperately to respond in the negative through her sobs.
    "And you closed your eyes - you know better than to do that." He was right, she did. And his tone - which, as usual was barely above a whisper - just made her feel like a recalcitrant three year old, which she detested. "Don't you?" Three more swats fell, in the exact same spot.
    "Yes!" she screamed, tugging at the bonds that held her fast for the correction he had decided she needed.
    The next implement that he picked up was something that Raina dreaded - it was a rubber strap that looked innocuous enough. It wasn't the biggest or most imposing looking in his arsenal. But it was rather long and black, and once she'd felt it, she knew she never wanted to feel it again. It was as if each stroke was a jolt of electricity along her skin, and well into the meat of her. The pain was unbelievable, and he almost never used it on her.
    This time, though, he took his time in showing her exactly what it was that he was using next, making sure she got an eyeful of it before he walked back to stand behind her.
    She wanted to shout "no" more strongly than she'd ever wanted to do anything in her life, but she knew that that would only make the situation much, much worse.
    And then the strap fell.
    When she awoke it was much later, and she was still wearing both of her collars - the more decorative one she always wore and the leather one she wore at home - as well as her wrist and ankle cuffs. Raina was on her stomach in their bed. It was, unfortunately, a familiar position. As soon as she stirred, he lifted himself up on his elbow, stretched out as he was beside her. He moved her hair off her back and began to rub it. "Are you okay?"
    She was certainly more okay now than she had been. He had only actually