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doesn’t say anything, but breaks into tears, crying openly. Her body shakes with her sobs. Hanging from the cuffs, not resisting, not mouthing off. As far as I’m concerned, she’s taken her punishment.
    Now for her reward.

Chapter 8
Dawn
    F uck, it hurts. My boobs are sore, but my ass and thighs are on fucking fire. No one’s spanked me like that before. I’m done, finished, worn out, but he understands. He stops. He holds me, his arms solid around me.
    I didn’t think I was gonna make it, but he seems to know exactly where my limits go. No wonder he’s pro. I’d fall but he holds me up. Him and the cuffs.
    His hand goes exploring, his fingers slipping lower, past my ass until they slide easily between my wet folds. His touch is slow and gentle, sweet feelings of pleasure spreading from my pussy, mingling with the ache of the punishment.
    Oh, that’s nice.
    “You’re a dirty, dirty little girl.” A husky whisper in my ear, a sound that makes me melt inside. “Feel how wet you are. And here I thought I was punishing you.”
    He pushes his two middle fingers deep, in and out. I push my ass out at him, urging him on, wanting his touch in me. Thick and long. I want more of him, all of him. The fingers are good, but I know what I really need.
    “Please.” God, I’m begging. “Please, fuck me.”
    His laugh is as gentle as his touch, his breath rushing over my ear. “Not this time, Pet. But I’ll see you get your reward.” His fingers stab me harder.
    “Oh!”
    As he fingers me, his palm bumps against my ass with each stroke, firing off the abused nerve endings, tingles of pleasure mingling with bursts of pain from my bruised skin. He grasps my breast with his other hand, squeezing it, tugging on the nipple. Sparks arc across my sweat-slick skin like runaway electricity.
    Faster. Harder. He bangs my pussy with his thick digits, making me shake under his touch. Every single nerve is super-sensitive, and they react to everything he does. It flares across my body like wildfire.
    Letting my nipple go, he traces my skin downwards until his hand joins the other one between my legs, this time from the front. His clever fingers find my clit, and then he’s rubbing me and finger fucking me at once.
    I’m putty in his hands. Jesus H. Fucking Christ. That’s amazing. The tingles turn into something better, stronger, a surge starting in my pussy and radiating out through the rest of my body. He’s gonna make me come.
    The cuffs frustrate me as I try to move. I’m so sensitive, I can’t decide whether to push against him or pull away. It’s getting hard to breathe, and my heart’s thundering, pulsing in my ears. What’s that keening noise? Oh Jesus, it’s me. So fucking close.
    It’s just a whisper. “Come for me, Pet. Come now.”
    Oh God! My muscles seize, arching my back. The chains holding the cuffs rattle as I tremble, I shake, I totally fucking lose it on his hands. Someone’s screaming; I think it’s me. I don’t care. Fuck, I’ve never come so hard, and through it all, he drives me on, his fingers working overtime, thrusting, rubbing, making me feel incredible.
    Everything goes black.
    Strong arms envelop me, the hair on them tickling my skin. A click above me, and suddenly my arm drops, released. The other follows and I collapse, only supported by his arms. I’m mush, my legs are jelly. Everything’s still dark but his tight grip holds me close.
    Warm skin against my back, my side, as I’m turned until I sit sideways in his lap. His heartbeat is in my ear, strong and steady as I rest my head on his chest. He slides an arm under my knees while the other is around my back.
    “Wrap your arms around my neck, baby. I’ve gotcha.” Gabriel’s voice is low and soothing.
    He stands, lifting me easily. I cling to him, but just to be close. I’ve never felt so safe. I nuzzle against him, his chest hair tickling my nose. “Mmmm... That was a nice reward.”
    I reopen my eyes as he moves. He carries