Page 38 of Delicious Surrender

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Page 38 of Delicious Surrender

“Mind if I have a word?”

“Be my guest.” While he spoke to Brynne, he retrieved a couple of bottles of water and a straw from the nearby cabinet.

Garrick returned and leaned close. “She said she’s totally fine. As long as the guy is experienced, she’s ready for the crop.”

Martin was one of the longest standing members at Dominus and a good friend. He had trained countless Doms in the art of impact play. He knew his way around every single item in their collection. In fact, he helped outfit this space and all the themed rooms upstairs.

Martin came up and shook his hand. “Long time no see, Gage. Where have you been hiding?”

Gage didn’t explain that he’d been taking cover in his office and tormenting a little redhead every chance he could get. Instead, he nodded and said, “Too much paperwork these days.” He took the purple-and-black-braided riding crop down off the rack and handed it to him.

Martin admired her pale pink skin and asked, “Where did you find this one?”

“Long story, which I’ll tell you later over a drink.” Lowering his voice, he added, “She claims to be a sub, but I have my doubts.”

“Let’s find out if you have an actress or a masochist on your hands, old man.”

Gage nodded and went back to his post. He looked forward to seeing how she would react to the crop.

Martin tapped his hand a few times and touched the leather keeper as he walked around her bound form. Gage knew this would unnerve her, not knowing where he would strike. When it landed with a whoosh, Brynne’s mouth opened in shock, and she recoiled against the leather straps. Before she caught her breath,he struck again, and she screeched, “Ow, god!”

Another stinging blow caught her tender thigh, and she made a yowling sound like a cat in heat. When she turned to look at him, he saw her dilated pupils were glassy with unshed tears. Martin caught her by surprise when he finished with two rapid-fire strikes on the fullest area of her buttocks. Brynne was gasping for breath when Gage bent down to put a straw to her lips. “Here, take a few sips.”

She ignored him and sucked in a big gulp of water, so he squeezed the straw closed. “You can have a little more later.”

“You’re an ogre. I hate you,” she said through gritted teeth.

“Careful, Tink. I warned you what the consequences are for a naughty mouth.”

She glowered. “Then it’s a pity you left thatthingall the way down in your office, isn’t it?”

His reaction was immediate and instinctual. “Mm. I have something just as good right here.” With a wicked grin, he pulled her torn panties from his pocket and waved them in front of her. Brynne tried to shake her head no and pressed her lips closed but he took a handful of her hair and tugged her head back. When she gasped, he stuffed the material into her mouth.

“Spit that out and I will put something much more unforgiving in its place.”

Shock was written all over her face, and he mentally put a win on the scoreboard. His erection came back with a vengeance. Somehow, she kept upping the game, and he was enjoying it so much more than he expected.

Unfortunately, the next man who walked up was the goddamned Russian. Garrick and Gage exchanged a look when he approached.

Gage broke the silence. “Another guest has the fourth spot on the list, Ivanov, so we will honor that.”

He interrupted Gage. “Nyet. Tomas relinquished his place to me. He drank too much tonight and would not have passed the sobriety test.”

It wouldn’t surprise Gage if Dimitri either bribed him or got him drunk so he could take his place. He stalled for time. “I will need to gain her agreement for the substitution.”

“Isn’t she a submissive in your club, and subject toyourdecision on this?”

“We employ Tink as a waitress, not a sub. This is not part of our regular curriculum, so she must agree to continue.”

Dimitri rolled his eyes and smirked. “Ladno.Okay.”

Gage leaned down and whispered into Brynne’s ear. “Dimitri got on the list—do you consent to him taking a turn?”

She looked at him, seeking confirmation that it would be all right.

“I’ll be right here. You raise two fingers or make three loud sounds in a row, and it stops.”

She nodded her agreement.




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