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“Good of you to think ahead. Though you might wish for something down there later tonight.” He crossed to the table and picked up a riding crop; then he tucked something into his hand she couldn’t see.

Moisture flooded her as he walked toward her. She noticed for the first time he wore the same thigh-high boots he’d had for another session, and she silently prayed he’d bought them, and they were not rentals. She loved the way they looked as he strode toward her, riding crop in hand. It was a sight she’d never get tired of.

He knelt next to her, his hands stroking down over her mons. “Wider.” She obeyed, spreading her legs for him. She groaned in pleasure as he slipped a small vibrator inside her.

“You’ll wear it all night at the party. And I have the control, as you’ve figured out.”

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The vibrator buzzed. Kennedy groaned and bucked her hips, earning her a sharp slap with the crop. “Hold still.”

“Yes, Master.” He stroked her clit and tugged on her ring, sending vibrations of pleasure through her body.

“Ten strokes now, hard enough so you feel them all night. And then later, a good, hard whipping for my slave.”

Her pleasure soared. “Yes, Master. Thank you, Master.” He stood, rubbing the tip of the crop against her backside until she moaned softly and arched her hips, letting him know she was ready.

Cedric struck, delivering ten hard cuts with the crop that Kennedy was sure left welts.

Then he delivered five more as the vibrator started to buzz again. The pleasure was almost unbearable. He trailed the crop over her back as he walked to the couch. She watched him undo his pants, then sit.

“Crawl to me.” She tripped over the skirt a few times, laughing as she uprighted herself and completed her journey. She licked her lips as he stroked his cock.

“Hungry?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Then suck me as my collared sub. And when I come, don’t miss a drop.” His moans were like nectar to her ears as she swallowed him, sliding her tongue over the head, teasing the slit, nibbling on the sensitive spot behind the head.

She took him in and out until his breathing skyrocketed, and then she kept him in, working the head with her throat muscles and the shaft with her tongue. It didn’t take long for him to flood her, and when he did the vibrator inside her hummed harder, sending her clit into spasms of pleasure.

“Come, slave.” Her fingers found her clit as she sucked his still-hard cock, her tongue bathing him, taking the last of his cum into her throat.

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The vibrator kicked up yet again and Kennedy pulled on her ring, her orgasm overpowering her as she clutched Cedric’s thigh.

“Master!”

“That’s it, my slave. So beautiful, and all mine.”

“Yes, Master, all yours. Forever.” She placed her head on his thigh as he stroked her, her body still trembling from the force of her climax.

“People will notice the new addition to my costume,” she said softly.

“You should be more worried about the fact you have to wear the vibrator all night.

And if it comes out, you’ll receive the crop even harder than I’d originally planned.”

Kennedy sighed and stroked his thigh. “If that is your desire, Master, it is my deepest wish to please you.”

“Even when I’m Cyrano? Or Rhett? Or anyone else I choose?”

She lifted her head from his lap, leveling her gaze with his. “It doesn’t matter if you come to me under the cover of any other lover. I’ll know it’s you. Just like I knew it was you in all those Cyranos.”

“Because we belong together.”

“Yes, Master, we do.”

“My beautiful Kennedy. You’ve captured my heart. Tell me who you are.”

“I am yours, Master, in whatever guise you want me. I’ll always be yours.”

Melinda Barron

Melinda Barron loves to explore Egyptian tombs and temples, discover Mayan ruins, play in castles towers, and explore new cities and countries. She generally does it all from the comfort of her home by opening a book.

A multi-published author of erotica, Melinda is the fourth of five children born to an Army officer and his wife. A longtime newspaper journalist, Melinda loved to read and write from an early age. Now she lives in the Texas Panhandle with two cats, and enough books to, according to her brother, open her own library. In addition to reading and writing Melinda enjoys travel, cross-stitching, watching movies and spending time with her friends and family.

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