“Again,” Stein said, in an almost detached voice. “This time, mean it.”I swung again, harder this time, because there was freaking no going back. The crack of leather against skin was freakinly loud in the quiet room. This time, the falls caught the chain between my clamps, and the yank sent a spike of pain through both nipples. I bit back a moan of pain because I couldn't contain the sharp sound, and the flogger dropped from my hand, clattering to the rug.I bent over, gasping as I braced my hands on my knees. The welts were like lines of fire across my chest, and the chain was cool against the heat. My cock throbbed in the ring, painfully hard.Stein didn't move. He just watched me with an almost bored look, as if challenging me to do more with the whips. Bastard. I straightened slowly and bent to pick up the flogger. My fingers closed around the handle, and I looked at him. I'll show the bastard how fucking good I am. Let's see who has the last laugh after I'm done with what I h
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