A Promise of Passion
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There were slats of wood everywhere. She could imagine her body being twisted in all kinds of ways, but she spread her legs over the bench in the center, rested her knees, then bending over the low panel in front of her, she saw the horizontal rod below. As she wrapped her fingers around it, she felt a wide leather belt being tightened over her calves behind her, then moments later Dominic appeared, shackling her wrists and securing them to the pole.
She was bound and helpless, her bottom poised for punishment.
Moving across the room, Dominic lifted one of the floggers from its hook on the headboard, then ambling back to her, he let the tongues dangle over her cheeks. As they touched, she wiggled as much as her bondage would allow, not sure what was tickling her.
“Do you remember me telling you I would flog you? I am going to redden your bottom with my hand, then you will be flogged.”
She shivered at the prospect, simultaneously fearful and tantalized. The tickling tongues were replaced by his roaming hand, but his comforting caress lasted only seconds before his palm began to spank. Raining his slaps in a rapid rhythm, he traveled his stinging palm from her sit spot, to the center of her cheeks, and back down again. Vivien was doing her best not to cry out, but his hand was relentless, and her bottom was on fire.
“Sir, please, Sir, please stop.”
“It is stinging?”
“Very much!”
“You feel punished.”
“Yes, I won’t lie again, I swear, I won’t.”
He stopped, and sucking in long deep breaths, she ached to put her hands behind her and rub away the hot sting.
“I’m moving on with your punishment,” he proclaimed, and to her horror, he began smearing lube on her most private orifice.
It suddenly hit her. He hadn’t parted her cheeks!
The position had left her open, but before she could think about it any further, something hard began pressing inside her. Knowing she had to surrender she did her best to relax, taking long, deep breaths, but she couldn’t stop herself from loudly groaning as the plug slid into place. It felt huge.
“You will stay there and think about things for a moment,” Dominic declared.
Standing behind her, gazing at the lewd sight, he slowly undressed, folding his clothes and placing them on the bench at the foot of the bed. He took his time, then picking up the flogger, he began sliding the leather locks across her cheeks.
“What do you have to say for yourself?”
“Sir, I am so, so sorry I lied to you. I realize it was wrong of me, and I will never do it again, not ever, about anything.”
“I believe you, and now you will receive the last of the discipline.”
“The flogger, Sir?” she shivered.
“Oui.”
The implement he’d chosen wasn’t light and stinging, but hot, and thudding, and he would limit her to six. When the first lash landed, she squealed and squirmed. He waited, then moving to her opposite side, he delivered the second. Her cry was more of a loud groan, and she gyrated her hips, then moving directly behind her, he let it fly across the center of her backside.
“Sir,” she bleated. “It hurts so deep.”
He knew what she meant, but he also knew she could take three more, and stepping to the side where he’d started, he laid another, slowly walked to her other side, delivered it again, and then laid the last directly in the middle of her cheeks.
“We are done,” he said softly.
Listening to her gasps and groans, he returned the flogger to its hook, then moving back to her he slowly withdrew the plug, unshackled her wrists, and unbuckled the straps over her legs.
“I will never, ever lie again,” she whimpered, as he lifted her up and carried her to the bed.
“I hope not,” he murmured, laying her down and pulling her into his arms. “I will have to cane you if you do.”
“I won’t. I never want to feel the cane. I won’t,” she mewled.
Moving his hand to her scalded backside, he began to massage away the burn, but he knew she would be tender for some time.
“You will have an extra sparkle in your eye for the photographs tonight,” he whispered.
“I hadn’t thought about that,” she said with a heavy breath.
“Relax, catch your breath, and know you’ve been properly punished because I care for you so much.”
She snuggled closer, sinking against him, and in spite of his raging erection, he closed his eyes, relishing her body next to his, and allowing the minutes tick away. There were some things he’d been wanting to tell her, important things, and when she finally stirred, and brought her lips to kiss his neck, he knew it was time.
“Ma chérie, there’s something I must say.”
“There is?”
“Oui, something I should have said a while ago, but I also have weaknesses.”
“I don’t think so,” she said softly. “If you do, I don’t see them.”
“I am…”
“What is it?” she frowned, shifting to study his face.
“I am very in love with you,” he breathed. “I should have said these words a long time ago, but…I am ashamed to say…I was afraid. I don’t know why. I should have told you that I want to be with you always.”
“Dominic,” she whispered, almost unable to speak.
“I saw you on the terrace with Harry. I saw you in his arms. It was like someone had run me through with a sword. Such pain I have never felt.”
“I wasn’t in Harry’s arms, I had almost fainted, and I just fell against him. I could just as easily have fallen against that big urn. I would have told you sooner if I’d know you’d seen that.”
“You didn’t need to, I realized I hadn’t seen what it looked like, but it was the pain I felt that made me realize how deeply I care for you, how much I need you.”
“I need you too. I love you so much, I couldn’t bear not to have you,” she exclaimed, happy tears filling her eyes. “I know what my dream meant,” she suddenly sputtered. “I was on cloud nine. Harry’s wealth would have been a weight on me, almost too much to bear, but your love makes me as light as feather, because you make me so happy.”
Moving on top of her, his cock nestled itself between her legs, and as he thrust inside her, he clutched her hair, and kissed her with a passionate fever.
“Ma chérie, I promise to love you for the rest of my days, and my heart’s passion, my sweet, precious, Vivien, will always belong to you.”
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Table of Contents
A PROMISE OF PASSION - Act One CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER TWELVE
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
CHAPTER NINETEEN
CHAPTER TWENTY
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
EPILOGUE
A PROMISE OF PASSION - Act Two CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER TWELVE
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
CHAPTERN NINETEEN
CHAPTER TWENTY
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT