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the way he’d already claimed her cunt and her mouth. As
another wave of ecstasy carried her along, she relaxed her sphincter muscles.
The exquisite pain of him stretching her, of feeling his hot, thick cock
sliding slowly up her ass and colliding through the thin barrier of flesh with
the dildo, making the water inside it undulate within her cunt, had her panting,
whining, screaming her master’s name.
    “That’s right. Relax and let me in.”
    He thrust into her ass slowly, carefully,
his hands on her hips controlling her movement, holding her still. His fingers
dug in, increasing the sensation of being possessed. Mastered. “Yes, Master,”
she moaned when he sped up the thrusting and sank his cock inside her to the
balls. That set the water in the dildo in motion, lapping to and fro inside her
already wet and swollen cunt.
    “Hold on. Don’t move. I don’t want you
hurting my brand.” Releasing her hips, he found the dildo and began to slide it
slowly in and out, its movement an incredibly arousing counterpoint to the
thrusting of his cock in her ass. When he caught the chain that connected the
clamps on her nipples and clit and began to tug it rhythmically as he fucked
her ass and cunt, she could only feel. He’d rendered her incapable of rational
thought.
    She felt so good. So full. His cock swelled
inside her. Its heat seared her as wave after wave of delicious sensation began
in her ass, her cunt, the tortured tips of her breasts and her hardened,
swollen clit. Like wildfire, the waves undulated, spreading cell by cell
throughout her body. “Please, Master, don’t. Don’t stop,” she gasped, closing
her eyes and concentrating on feeling him throbbing inside her. Growing harder
and bigger with every thrust until she thought he’d burst.
    “Squeeze my cock. Squeeze it now. Oh God in
heaven, you’re…” His words trailed off, replaced by a howl of completion that
shook the bed, carried her along once more.
    If it hadn’t been daylight outside, Amber
wouldn’t have known whether they’d lain together for minutes or hours after
Cole had removed the clamps and released her from her bonds. When he’d bathed
her bruised and swollen parts with something soothing, his touch was incredibly
tender.
    The drink he fed her along with her usual
medication made her sleepy, so sleepy that as soon as he had crawled into bed
beside her and tossed an arm possessively over her shoulder, she drifted off
into a haze of satisfaction.

Chapter Three
     
    “Do you plan to keep me naked, Master? Or
may I go and look for something that you’ll find enticing in the trunk I
brought with me from Earth?”
    Amber stood at the edge of the bed the
following day, still shaky on her feet but apparently determined to get around
under her own steam, at least as far as the bathing room.
    Cole laced an arm under hers, supporting
her as she made her way to the bath. “Take care of the necessities. Call for me
when you’re finished. I will provide you with what I want you to wear.”
    It wouldn’t be anything she’d brought with
her, for he wanted no reminders that she had dressed to please other Doms
before him. He knew what he wanted her to wear—a costume he’d ordered for a
special scene at the club, one he realized now that he’d selected with her in
mind.
    He hurried downstairs to a storeroom near
the dressing area and quickly found the costume—a delicately embroidered
brocade corset that featured a built-in slave collar and a flowing see-through skirt.
    Good. The silky fabric of the skirt was
soft enough that it wouldn’t irritate Amber’s brand. He didn’t trust her to
tell him if she was uncomfortable, not yet. That bothered him.
    Everything he knew about her indicated that
there was a vulnerable area in her psyche, no less dangerous in its own way
than Ciel’s self-destructive nature. Amber obviously harbored the belief that a
good sex slave should suffer whatever her master chose to dish out.
    He’d change that.