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He took her to make her talk. He kept her as his pet.
Joe Risinger is certain Lainey Stanfield knows something about her stepfather’s mafia empire.
Certain enough to take her captive.
Certain enough to lock her in a cage wearing nothing but a collar and a tail.
Certain enough to strip her bare, spank her until she is sobbing, and put her body’s response to his dominance on humiliating display with a helpless, blushing climax right there over his knee.
But even with her well-punished bottom burning and the evidence of her quivering surrender dripping down her thighs, one thing remains too shameful for Lainey to admit even to herself.
He hasn’t just caught and caged her. He has mastered her.
Author: Vonna Harper
eBook Price: Kindle Unlimited/$4.95
Length: 53,000 words
Excerpt
Before she could obey, if she intended to, he yanked down on the leash. He kept it taut as she positioned herself so her buttocks were higher than the rest of her. Leaving her, he returned to the cupboard and pulled out another box, this one black. He withdrew an anal plug with a horsehair tail attached to it.
“I’m guessing you want to see what I have,” he said from where he stood behind her. “But you’re going to have to wait. There’s nothing like an unexpected gift.”
She sucked in air. After tucking the plug and tail under his arm, he hooked the leash’s loose end to the bottom of the cage. Now that she had no choice but to stay bent over, he took his time stroking her ass. It was overly-warm, all right. She shuddered every time he swatted her. There was something fascinating about the sounds she made. This was more than pain. Anticipation. Excitement. Need.
“To make sure you don’t forget what this is about,” he said as he transferred more of her arousal from her pussy to her bottom hole, “by the time I’m done with you, you will answer every question I throw at you. Also, you won’t tell anyone what happened.”
“I can’t—who could I tell? You’re keeping me isolated.”
Was she trying to remind him that she was human? He only had to glance at her to be reminded of that. He wished things could be different, that she hadn’t been involved. But she was.
“You’re right, I can’t keep you here forever. People will get suspicious. But by then you’ll have learned your lesson.”
Her sharp intake of breath said she didn’t understand what he meant by lesson. Maybe he should remind her of how much she’d changed in a short period of time, but he might not need words.
Smiling a smile he didn’t feel behind her back, he slapped her left flank. Gasping, she tried to straighten. He took advantage of her distraction by again lubricating her ass. He next coated the butt plug with the same juices. Then, calling himself a bastard because that’s how he saw himself, he spread her cheeks and shoved the plug into her. Her rear opening stretched around it.
“Damn! God damn!”
She tried to swing away but he hadn’t given her enough room. She could only move a couple of feet in either direction, her body held low by the leash. He kept the plug in place by flatting his hand against the base until with a sobbing sigh, she stopped fighting. He studied her trembling body as he worked the foreign object deeper.
Whining, she continued to shake.
“This is what I was talking about,” he informed her instead of asking if he’d hurt her. “My means of making sure you don’t forget me.” He patted her so-vulnerable buttocks. “You’ve been acting like a wild animal so I’ve decided to treat you like one.”
