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you won’t even know he’s in the room. Is that what you want?”

“If you can make me believe he’s not even on the planet, that would be better.”

His lips firmed, and he nodded, glancing over at Frank. “She wants it rough.”

“Just the way we like it.”

She wished they’d bind her forehead to that crosspiece so she wasn’t tempted to see what Ben was doing at the bar. It was still in her line of sight if she turned her head far enough.

Master L’s hand landed on her buttock, a first slap, a test, an attention getter. It awoke the blows of last night, but not in an unpleasant way. It was a reminder of Ben’s marks on her, which got her wet, no matter how much she despised him at the moment. Master L rubbed firm circles over her ass, took a healthy squeeze, tugged on the lacings of the leggings. His fingertips slipped into the spaces between the eye holes to do a brief caress of the seam of her buttocks before they moved on. Then another smack.

He was accomplished, alternating hard with soft, with those kneading caresses, so that she was shifting on the cross, that fluttery feeling in her belly settling into something pleasant. Frank ramped it up, doing a series of hard blows that made her arch into the sting. Then Master L returned. The unpredictability, the frequency and multiple sensations, were enough to get her aroused, get her body reacting without thought. So it was that, after one particularly stimulating series of blows, she turned her cheek to the crosspiece, seeking movement as an outlet for what was building inside her.

She was staring right at the bar. Realizing it, she started to turn her face away, no desire to torture herself, but Ben’s glance slid her way. Passed over, then came back like a laser pointer.

She wasn’t surprised he recognized her. That was part of what broke her heart about him, wasn’t it? He knew her anywhere, the same way she knew him. But he was with that blonde, she’d come to this club for her own reasons, and she’d kicked the ass of a guy nearly twice her size today. Lifting her chin, she gave him a cool look, and then turned her face into Frank’s hand as it cupped her face. She even let her lips drag across his palm. He smelled good too. Like powdery sawdust. He must like to do woodwork. It was nice, reassuring.

“She’s warmed up. She’s getting looser.”

“Hmm.” Master L had donned a vampire glove, and she flinched and shuddered, wriggling as he let the sharp edges scratch down her back, her upper arms. Frank lifted her hair and held it in a tight tail as Master L took the glove straight down her spine, over the bra strap and to the waist. They knew what they were doing, because the instinctive masochist was rising to the top, wanting more, even if it wasn’t coming from the source she wanted.

You want me to prove I can be a shameless slut for anyone, Ben? You got it, baby.

A breath slid past her gritted teeth as Frank slapped her other buttock, making it wobble so hard she felt it in her pussy. She met Ben’s gaze deliberately this time. His green eyes were ice, his jaw satisfyingly rigid. Good. Let him be mad. Wasn’t a damn thing he could do to stop her. He’d relinquished any claim he might have, had tossed any leash she offered back at her feet.

“Oh.” It surprised her, the sudden ripple in her pussy as Master L reached around her, raked the glove across her belly, his breath on the back of her shoulder. She didn’t know if it was a reaction to her defiance of Ben while two Masters had their way with her, or Master L’s skill, but she was amping up her response. That was all that mattered. Another series of spankings from Master L, hitting her with consummate skill, a lighter stroke, harder, then one powerful clap that sent everything wobbling. Frank stepped back in with a cane. It slapped against the latex, awakening the blows of last night. The sting went right up through her core and to her nipples.

She was just a thing, a mindless slave who liked this, who liked the pleasure of serving Doms. So what if Ben didn’t want her? She could do and be this, right? To hell with him, and with her hollow heart. It was like eating candy and knowing it was going to make you sick, knowing it didn’t taste as good as you’d hoped. It was still eating candy, and who passed up the chance to do that? Tomorrow could be the Titanic, right?

She pressed her face against her upper arm, but Frank caught her hair, pulled her head back. “Eyes forward,” he ordered. “Keep your head up, body still.”

Holding poses increased the potency of psychological restraint. As her fingers curled in the cuffs, she was vaguely aware they were attracting an audience. A single drop of perspiration went from her throat down her sternum, and she thought of Ben’s fingers trailing along that path the previous night.

“More,” she whispered.

“What?” Master L’s hand was on her shoulder. She turned her face into his knuckles, held her face there, hard.

“Please, more.”

“You want it harder?”

She nodded. “And please…you can take off the clothes if you want. If it pleases you. Just leave the mask.”

“Our pleasure.” He unhooked the bra and the straps, his fingers sliding along that now bare track, and Frank removed the cups, caressing the soft underside of her breasts. Since her throat was aching, she closed her eyes. When they loosened the lacings enough, they pushed the leggings off her ass and down to her stilettos. Though they left the garment gathered at her ankles, she was now pretty much naked. Once again, just a thing. A slave.

She must have said it, for Master L spoke. “Yeah, you are. A beautiful

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