All Souls' Night - Renee Rose Page 0,8

behind him and wait as he lays the implements out on a table. He leans down and clamps a hand on the back of my neck, maneuvering me onto a low bench. There’s a padded shelf for my knees, and an angled part that supports my torso. Dimitri guides me up and over. My hair falls over my shoulders, my head pointing to the floor. The angle leaves my ass high in the air. A perfect target.

For a moment, Dimitri simply trails his fingers up and down my spine. It’s a soothing movement but it makes bubbles pop in my belly. My haunches are still tingling, with twinges of soreness from my earlier spanking.

He takes his time gathering my hair and manipulating it into a loose braid he tucks over my shoulder, out of the way.

“You ready, pet?” he murmurs, cupping my ass.

I press upwards, the slightest movement that pushes my throbbing butt into his palm. “Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl. Such a good girl.” Are there any words more beautiful? “I’m going to give you a little tour. Or should I say, I’m giving these implements a tour… of your ass.” Something with many soft and tickly strands trails over my spine. “Flogger,” he says. There’s a snap of sound and the strands flick against my skin, stinging me. I clench, and Dimitri lays his large hand on my back, relaxing my muscles. He trails the flogger over my skin, awakening my senses. “There are several ways to use it. Here’s my favorite.” And he brushes the polished wooden handle between my labia, using it to rub my most intimate area. I cry out. He reaches in front of me and thrusts the wooden handle between my teeth.

“Hold this.”

I bite down. The scent of my sex blossoms around me. Juices drip off the handle, right under my nose.

“Next, we have a riding crop. I was never fond of horses, myself. Not until I came here.”

My brow knots. There are horses in this club?

“Not the horses you’re thinking of, pet. But plenty of riding.” Once again, he touches my labia, this time with the flap at the tip of the crop. He rubs hard enough to make pleasure burst through me. I almost moan and let the flogger fall.

“Ah, ah.” He pats the side of my hip with the end of the crop and then smacks my ass, leaving a spot of fire on my right bottom cheek. He pats a spot on my left bottom cheek before marking it the same. “Drop the flogger, and the night ends.”

That’s the best threat he could give. I grit my teeth, biting down on the wood. I’m gonna leave teeth marks on this thing. If I ruin it, will they make me pay a fine? Maybe the club will let me take this toy home once I pay for it. This flogger will be mine.

He swats the bottoms of my thighs, once each. I breathe through my nose and keep my jaw clenched.

“Good girl.” He chuckles now, and circles me. He’s no longer holding the crop. Silky fur brushes over my buttocks and haunches. Then the metal claw tips follow, swirling over my skin. Damn. I shift on the bench.

The fur glove comes off and he tugs on my thong, making it ride up between my cheeks.

“And now the cane. This will hurt, my pet. But I’ll only give you one.”

A long wooden dowel brushes over my back. Then it flicks against my skin. I convulse with a howl. The flogger drops from my mouth.

“Oh, no. You naughty girl. Look what you did.” He picks up the flogger from the floor. My teeth marks are engraved on the handle. “I’ll let it slide if… you allow me to crop your breasts.”

I nod.

He grabs my braid and draws me up. I’m still kneeling on the padded bench. “Fold your arms behind your back.” He has to help me, arranging me so my forearms lie against each other, my hands gripping the opposite elbow so my arms form a half square. The position makes my breasts jut out. I’m still in the bralette—but not for long. He tugs the flimsy lace down so the bra pushes my breasts up.

“Lovely.” He dips his head and licks at my left nipple. Oh, wow. I pant and stare at the top of his dark head. He’s so sexy.

He rises and kisses me, licking at my lip.

Then he tweaks my left nipple. I whimper.

He tugs on my hair, kneeling so