Chương 58: Chapter 58: Daddy’s Kitten

Her ankles were tied, one to each of the posts at the foot of the bed. “I’m not going to tie your wrists, obviously,” Blake said, lightly kissing the bandage on her left arm before he bent her over the end of the bed. He smoothed his hand over her bare bottom, pausing to caress her swollen lips that peeked out from between her thighs. She moaned with pleasure. “So you’d better have a good grip on the covers.”

He brought down the flogger with a snap, the strands peppering her backside with tiny stings. Shasta balled the duvet in her hands and lifted her head to moan again. After twenty lashes, he stopped to survey the red streaks accenting her porcelain skin.

He stepped between her feet, pressing himself into the cleft of her ass. “I’m going to take you in every way I can,” he murmured, leaning close to her ear. “You may have forgotten who you are, but don’t you ever forget whose you are.”

“No, Daddy,” she whispered, “I’m yours.”