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CHAPTER FORTY-ONE

“I think I remember you telling me quite clearly that you did not want an orgasm from me. Is that correct?” His wet lips glistened, and I had the insane urge to taste myself upon them. The damn handcuffs were going to drive me crazy.

“I think you must have misheard me. I don’t remember saying any such thing,” I lied. In acute pain, now that his tongue had stopped, I wanted to howl, but I wasn’t the one calling the shots. But oh, I so wished I was.

He shook his head at me before giving me a wicked grin. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, Lois. My memory isn’t that bad. I think someone has just earned themselves a spanking, if they hadn’t already, which you had.”

My stomach dropped. I did not want a spanking. There was only one thing I wanted, and it didn’t involve pain - quite the opposite, in fact.

“Do you want my hand, the paddle, or the flogger?” he questioned.

“Can’t we just skip the spanking? It must be about three in the morning,” I whined. My clit pulsed petulantly, and my lips formed a sulky pou
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