In this scene Goldie has earned herself a punishment on the St Andrews Cross...
Goldie thrashed against the restraints. "No—I mean—God—no—Jas—Sir—please…" She didn't even know what she was begging for anymore, too caught up in the myriad of sensations assaulting her body, waiting for the magic words only Jason could say.
"You're so hot and wet, Goldie, your beautiful skin red by my hands. Who owns you, sub?" He bit her hard, and Goldie groaned in pain or pleasure, she couldn't distinguish anymore.
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