CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

Unsure of how much more punishment I could take, my lips formed the words, “Fitness instructor,” and I bit them out.

It was another lie, but it fit with his earlier comments about my body tone, so I hoped it would appease him.It didn’t. The wand notched itself up another level, and I was seeing stars.

“What do you teach?” The half smirk on his face told me that he still didn’t believe me, and there was no chance of answering his question because I was too busy sobbing my way through orgasm number four.

Though I hadn’t considered the finer details of the female anatomy before, I was now coming to realise that there was such a thing as too much pleasure, and it equalled pain.

When the most painful waves of my climax subsided, I yelled, “Yellow.”

Thoroughly annoyed with myself, knowing I probably hadn’t been in this room more than half an hour, I realised that I couldn’t take too much more of this.

My whole body was going into meltdown, and the shaking was so bad I could barely contr