Want to Read saving…. Want to Read Currently Reading Read. Refresh and try again. Open Preview See a Problem? Thanks for telling us about the problem. Return to Book Page. Preview — Calleigh's Collar by Skye Michaels. Erotic BDSM Romance, public exhibition, sex toys] When Calleigh Roundtree, a young architect, is asked to design a renovation of an old Victorian mansion located in the historic district of Ocala, Florida, she works with local attorney Jason Steele on the plans. Calleigh has no idea that it is to be a very private, luxurious BDSM club with only ten members.
All of the renovation team sign confidentiality agreements. Unbeknownst to Calleigh, she is overheard speaking about the project to a friend, thus breaching the confidentiality agreement, which puts her into the hands of Jason, one of the members of the club, for a weekend as his sub.
When the members of the club find out she has breached the agreement, she is to be publicly punished at the club or face legal action for the breach of agreement. Calleigh has to trust Jason to handle the punishment and protect her. To see what your friends thought of this book, please sign up. To ask other readers questions about Calleigh's Collar , please sign up. Lists with This Book. This book is not yet featured on Listopia. Nov 07, The BookChick rated it it was ok Shelves: When Calleigh Roundtree, a young architect, is asked to design a renovation of an old Victorian mansion located in the historic district of Ocala, Florida, she works with local attorney Jason Steele on the plans.
Unbeknownst to Calleigh, she is overheard speaking about the project to a friend, thus b My Rating: The story was an odd story of sorts and felt very chaotic at times with the simultaneous stories of Calleigh and Jason, Paula and Trent, and Robbie and Mike. There was just too much going on in this little novella. Consequently, the reader was only able to glean a superficial feel for the characters. I won't provide a lot of detail in this review because frankly, there wasn't much meat to this story at all.
Beyond its chaotic nature, the story felt rushed and incomplete, especially between Paula and Trent. And sadly, as a result, I was unable to really engage in it or even care what happened next to the characters. My constant complaint with these kinds of books is that every woman has underlying submissive tendencies that are just waiting to emerge at the hands of a skilled Dom. Just once I'd just like to read a book where the woman does not get wet from a spanking and actually tells the man NO!!!
But, unfortunately pop culture has dictated the new-age-submissive-woman phenomena. The story was not overly steamy but contained elements of "soft" BDSM: This was a quick read, without a lot of detail, and had too many main characters. All have intimate scenes, but some of them are superfluous. The story would have been better focusing on the relationship between one couple, with possibly a secondary relationship added. Not a bad story, I will try others by this author. To read Shadow's enti This was a quick read, without a lot of detail, and had too many main characters.
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Calleigh's Collar (Le Club #1) by Skye Michaels
Not all friendly and relaxed, not Friday-afternoon casual. A table for two had been set on the wraparound porch, and as she was seated she noticed a manila folder at her place. She looked up into his eyes, but they gave nothing away. This is not good. She looked up into his stern face, not a smile in sight. Perhaps you would like to review the agreement. Legal action over a matter this serious could finish my very promising career. The central Florida professional community functions like a small town, with everyone knowing everything about everybody. She tried to project a confident demeanor and not let the butterflies fluttering wildly in her belly show.
Unfortunately, her efforts were to no avail. Steele looked glad, and she knew he could see she was on edge—on the very edge of panic. Calleigh picked up her fork and carefully chewed a bite of salad, trying to get it to go down past the lump in her throat. What do you know about BDSM? Why would I know anything about that? It spans practices, including spanking to whipping, blindfolding to bondage, role-playing, dominance and submission, all in varying degrees and extremes.
The purpose is to increase sexual tension and pleasure for both participants. It is not abuse, and it is not what you might see in a porn film. Most of the members of this club engage in a more moderate form of the Lifestyle, but there are a few members who are more extreme in their tastes. You will probably see some of that in the Playroom this weekend. I am not sure which members are scheduled to be here.
So that was the reason for the confidentiality agreements. Confidentiality for an enterprise like that would be especially important. He settled back in his chair and continued. The suites and theme rooms are private. No Dom is permitted to be with a sub in the Playroom alone, and dungeon monitors are present at all times.
I can have a car pick her up at 3: Trent indicated that he might enjoy training a new sub this weekend. After finishing the superb luncheon, which Calleigh barely tasted, Jason left the table to take a phone call. Calleigh took the opportunity to call Paula. You have been invited to spend the weekend. Jason will have a car pick you up at 3: Calleigh and Paula sat in comfortable leather wingback chairs in the library at Le Club.
He then presented the two with new confidentiality agreements and releases for signature. You have to trust us that your well-being is our first concern, above our own pleasure, and that your best interests and pleasure are of utmost importance. You will discuss with us, individually, the outer limits of what you are willing to experience and trust us to push those boundaries safely. If there is something you absolutely do not wish to experience, like whipping or extreme bondage, you will say so when we have the limitation discussion.
She was so damn single-minded and pushy about getting the scoop on this place. Was it just curiosity, or was it something more? We will not repeat our orders. Calleigh and Paula straightened the skirts of their dresses and then scrambled to remove their panties as ordered. If we are not in a scene, you may call us Jason and Trent. When in a scene, you will not speak unless asked a direct question. You will answer all questions verbally. You will obey all orders immediately and without question.
You will be respectful at all times. You will not have an orgasm without permission. Jason and Trent helped Calleigh and Paula to their feet and showed them to the suites where their weekend bags had been delivered. Trent Redding, thoracic surgeon at Pinewood Medical Center in Gainesville—a Nordic god who just happens to be extremely handsome, sexy, and charming? I think he was in one of those bachelor auctions last year.
What a place, what an experience. The infamous peacocks were strutting around the pool, tails on full display. You did a marvelous job on this place, Calleigh! You should really be proud. I was thrilled when we drove through the gate and I saw the gardens for the first time and how well the whole project came together.
Too bad few people will ever see it. The only other person at the pool was a stunning redhead stretched out on one of the wicker chaise lounges. My name is Roberta Hamilton. My husband is one of the members, so I am familiar with the project. Did you say that you are the architect who designed Le Club? She rolled over to pick up her margarita. My husband and I are celebrating our twentieth anniversary this weekend. We usually come here once a month just to get away without being too far away, if you know what I mean.
We have two teenagers at home, and you know how that can curtail any private life you might hope to have! As I said, we have two teenage kids, their pets, all of their friends, the household staff, the farmhands, jockeys, trainers, exercise riders, veterinarians, farm manager, etcetera, coming and going at all hours. A lot of the staff live on the farm in staff housing. A stud farm and thoroughbred training facility operate twenty-four-seven, three-sixty-five from before sunrise until nightfall, or later during foaling season. The town went nuts whenever there was a Florida horse in the Kentucky Derby.
But I am the one with the power. The submissive controls the relationship by what he or she is willing to accept. This is a consensual relationship, not an abusive relationship. My husband wants nothing more than my pleasure. I have to tell you that I have the best sex life of any of my friends, and I am forty-five and have been married twenty years. He was tall and well muscled, but not bulky, with rather long, wavy, black hair and startling blue eyes. I have some plans for my slave. Want to take a stroll down to the square and have dinner at the Irish Pub?
Robbie winked and waved a quick good-bye as she rose to join her husband, who pulled her close to his side as they walked back to the house. Paula realized that this was a woman worth knowing and calling a friend. She hoped they could develop a relationship. As the sun was setting, Robbie and Mike walked downtown to the old-fashioned town square, the centerpiece of which was a large white bandstand or gazebo. The beautifully landscaped square was surrounded by shops, restaurants, bars, and office buildings. The square was a well-known meeting place, but there were not many people out and about for a Friday evening.
She was hot and ready. He had already pulled down his zipper, and his cock was standing at attention as he settled balls deep in her moist pussy. Laughing, he kissed the back of her neck and began to gently rock her as she sighed with pleasure. She arched back to take him in deeper, moaning in delight as he slammed into her again and again, harder and faster. She came with a moan muffled in the side of his neck as she jerked and spasmed her completion while he held himself still and deep, his cock spurting hot cum into her waiting womb.
The couples from the parked cars crossed the square in front of the gazebo on their way to the restaurants on the other side. Such a cute young couple cuddling in the bandstand on a lovely evening! He carefully pulled her skirt down over her bottom. Our next audience might come equipped with a squad car, whirling red and blue lights, and handcuffs. In the Irish Pub, Robbie and Mike were seated in a corner booth in the rear.
Robbie sat down and decorously crossed her legs and opened the menu. I think the fact that she was overheard talking to a member of the press, Ocala Country Life notwithstanding, really upset some applecarts. Roundtree for her lapse, but certainly not publicly.
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In my way and at a time determined by me. Who was the other? The three were meeting in the administrative offices of the club on Friday afternoon. She feels that you might not put enough effort into it. Certainly no one else will touch her. I do not know where she finds people who enjoy that level of discipline. This is supposed to be fun, not torture. Sutton, I have a list of all the members and their various contact numbers, if Mr. Kelly was tall and slender with large green eyes fringed with thick, black lashes.
She was twenty-five years old and had shoulder-length, black hair cut in a bob style. She dressed conservatively and had a confident though modest demeanor. Jason smiled to himself. Calleigh rose from the chaise, rolled her eyes at Paula, and followed him into the house to the Southern Plantation Suite, a corner suite on the second floor. The suite was decorated in plantation style with heavy, carved mahogany furniture, beautiful oriental rugs, and original oil paintings. The suite looked like a layout from Southern Living magazine.
No sweet nothings whispered in my ear? She was not sure if this was going to be fun or not so much. She hurried to comply, feeling scared but compelled to obey that voice. She stripped out of her bathing suit and knelt on the floor. Jason sighed under his breath as he saw her naked for the first time. She could see desire and appreciation in his eyes. Remember, you are not to orgasm without permission or speak unless asked a direct question. Lie facedown on the bed in spread-eagle position. I am going to bind your hands and feet to the bed.
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Calleigh crawled up the side steps of the carved four-poster bed and spread her limbs out. She was totally humiliated as he placed two fluffy pillows under her belly, raising her butt in the air, legs spread wide. He proceeded to tie her hands and feet loosely to the posts of the bed with silk scarves.
God, she felt so naked, so vulnerable, and so embarrassed. That Latin actress with the great ass has nothing on you. In fact, I think she should be worried. A lightning bolt of pleasure zinged directly to her pussy, unleashing a flood of cream.
Believe me, by the time you leave here, you will love your big ass. I love the way it tapers into your long, elegant back. Calleigh heard him walk to the sitting area of the bedroom in front of the French doors and heard the loveseat creak. He must have sat down as next she heard him noisily rustling what sounded like a newspaper.
The next infraction will earn you a spanking. I am in charge of your pleasure and your pain, and we will proceed at my pace, not yours. After a few more minutes, she heard him get up and walk to the bed. Sitting at her side, he slowly ran his big hand down her spine from nape to butt. She squirmed, thoroughly uncomfortable in this totally exposed position, but there was an edge to her arousal now. He pinched her right cheek, and the little touch of pain pushed her further toward the edge.
She complied, lifting up as he ran his hand over her ass in circular motions. He continued to play, sliding his finger around her pouting, exposed nether lips, carefully avoiding her pulsing clit. She shifted her bottom, trying to get him to touch her aching clit. She was restless and agitated. Calleigh had wanted Jason for two years, and now she was straining for the touch of his talented hands on her hot, wet pussy. Remember, my timing, not yours. Then plunging again and again as she strained upward on the bed, he alternated between teasing her lips and plunging into her yearning pussy as he nearly drove her to climax.
Clench your pussy, hold it, hold it. An orgasm the likes of which she had never experienced in her whole life rolled through Calleigh, bursting from her clenched pussy and surging through her arms and legs and out her fingertips, leaving her totally drained. She collapsed as the aftershocks continued to jolt her system.
Steele reached over and released the slipknots restraining her limbs. She just continued to lay there, butt in the air, totally drained and unable to move. She rested her head on his shoulder. He nestled his hard cock in the crease of her fanny, and they both relaxed. After she was asleep, Jason removed his clothes and lay on the bed, covering them both with a vintage, handmade quilt.
Snuggling her in close, he relaxed. This is exactly where I want her to be. He had realized some time ago that his feelings for Calleigh ran a lot deeper than mere attraction. Maybe as deep as love? Jason had thought of her often during the last year, especially while he was putting the finishing touches on the Laurel Oak Project. He had hesitated to act on his feelings because he had not been sure how she would react to his interest in the BDSM Lifestyle.
He had admired her intelligence and independence from the beginning of their working relationship, but he was coming to appreciate her warmth and sense of humor as well. It took long enough to get her here, and now I have this bullshit punishment to deal with tomorrow.
That may just be the deal breaker. A little fanny smacking and good sex is one thing, a formal public flogging is another. They dozed, Calleigh wrapped in his protective arms. He wrapped his muscular arms around her, fondled her pebbled nipples, and began a gentle rocking motion, slowly building the speed and intensity. He changed rhythms as she neared her climax each time, bringing her down then revving her up again. He brought her to the cusp of fulfillment and back down over and over again. He brought her to peak one final time and then followed her over the edge into oblivion.
She rolled effortlessly from one stunning orgasm to the next. Finally, she lay still, too exhausted to move. The thought had never entered her mind before. But if this is submission, I could get used to it. All the suites were decorated in totally different styles. The Sea Island Suite had a cool, relaxing mix of coastal-style blues and greens offset by sunny yellow accents complementing unadorned teak furniture with clean, straight lines. The floors were shining bamboo with only occasional colorful sisal scatter rugs to break up the expanse.
The huge bed was a teak, pencil-post four-poster with a matching padded bench at the foot. It stood like an island in the center of the bedroom and was draped in miles of dreamy, white mosquito netting. Really relaxing and tranquil. Trent was having doubts about Paula. Not one for casual one-night stands, he preferred stable, ongoing relationships with a little kink thrown in for spice.
He wondered why she was curious enough about Le Club to abuse her friendship with Calleigh to get information. It seemed that she was using her friend, possibly for professional reasons. He decided to push her boundaries a little and see what happened. I think we will start with a little sensory deprivation and sensation training.
Put this black-out hood over your head. And that is exactly what I had in mind…getting to know each other. But you should remember that I give the orders, and you follow them. Paula did as ordered. Trent went to the ice bucket and put an ice cube on his tongue and rolled it around in his mouth. The bed dipped as he sat next to her. He fondled her breasts, rolling the nipples between his fingers. He leaned over her breasts and pulled the nipple of first one and then the other into his mouth.
Then she gasped as he sucked her left nipple, allowing the ice cube to chill her sensitive skin and the cold sensation to shiver through her in a direct line from her nipples to her pussy. After she complied, he took another ice cube and ran it down her spine and over her ass. Before she knew it, he had inserted something cold and hard into her vagina. It was like a tampon or suppository. It warmed to her body temperature quickly. I will carry the remote control in my pocket when we go to dinner.
I can increase or decrease the sensation with the flick of my finger. I will increase the intensity if you please me or to refocus your attention should it stray from me, or I will use the light shock if you are disobedient or displease me in some way. Remember, you are not to come without permission. That is a reward you will have to earn. Although it was not true that he would know she had climaxed unless he saw her do it, she had no way of knowing that.
Her long honey hair waved loosely over her shoulders. Jason wore elegantly tailored black slacks and black alligator cowboy boots with a casual, white linen jacket over an open-collared, white silk shirt. The contrast against his tanned skin and dark hair was striking. They made a stunning couple. They were seated at a table for two in the back corner of the room. She had hoped to see Paula and Trent at dinner but noticed they were seated at another table for two some distance away.
They were very engrossed in their discussion, although Paula seemed a little twitchy and uncomfortable. Steele and Calleigh ordered from the extensive menu. The club boasted a five-star chef on staff and a full commercial kitchen. Phillippe Leclair, the chef lured away from a local country club at great expense, was a true artist, and dinner was superb. The conversation was light, easy, and comfortable. They had more in common than she had thought, including a love of jazz and classic movies. She looked at him over her cup with an inquiring smile. This interlude was turning out to be much more pleasant than she had anticipated.
Her smile faded and became a look of horror as he explained about the vote of the members and the scheduled punishment. You are my sub, and no one else is going to touch you. Your alternative is to use the safe word and leave the club, but then you would be opening yourself up to legal action on the breach of contract issue.
Also, remember that you signed another confidentiality agreement and release. Nor do they want this club endangered. All the members have made substantial investments is this property and they feel vulnerable and betrayed in that you were paid very generously for your work—far and above the going rate—and were only asked for your discretion. I am not trying to excuse them for this, as I feel it is barbaric as well. I am just trying to explain the situation.
We are dealing with a lot of Dom personalities here, some of them not that stable—among them a judge, a state senator, and various attorneys, doctors, and businessmen. When I asked you to come to lunch today, I had no idea this would happen. If I had, I would not have brought you onto club property or allowed this to come to their attention.
I feel responsible for that. But you should know that I had every intention of punishing you for your actions, just not publicly. However, all of the employees are extremely loyal and discreet due to their excellent working conditions and high salaries. Several different decorators were used to furnish the five bedroom suites and common rooms. The members took care of furnishing the theme rooms and Playroom themselves. All of the furnishings, fixtures, and specialized equipment were custom-made or purchased online.
This is a nightmare. Do I go along and trust Steele or run like a rabbit? Should I stand up like a Valkyrie and take it? I realize I am not completely without fault in this situation. I am scared to death. Despite the raging attraction Calleigh had felt for Jason over the many months they had worked together and the closeness brought on by their steamy sexual encounter, Calleigh still had doubts.
We can discuss this further and make a decision tomorrow. The Playroom was a revelation. Calleigh looked around, and her jaw dropped. She had never imagined that the building she had designed would be put to such a use. The freestanding building located at the back of the estate was a BDSM playground. The outside had the look of a four-car garage that matched the residence. Inside was a two-story industrial space with blown insulation, skylights, exposed wiring and plumbing lines in the ceiling, and one long, mirrored wall.
There was a wall of whips, paddles, crops, straps, belts, cuffs, restraints, and other ominous instruments. She had no earthly idea how they were used. There are BDSM clubs all over the world. Most of them are more elaborate than this. I personally rarely use this facility. I prefer the privacy of the various theme rooms and suites. There were several people milling about and using the various pieces of equipment.
One woman was chained to the wall and was being beaten with a short-handled whip having several plaited strips. She was moaning in ecstasy as her Dom simultaneously finger-fucked her pussy. Another was bent over a spanking bench with her arms and legs restrained while her Dom applied a thick leather paddle to her backside.
They were totally beyond the pale. One man wore black leather pants with no crotch and had an enormous hard-on. He was dragging along a young man on a dog leash wearing nothing but black leather straps crisscrossing around his body and over his erect penis. Calleigh paled and started to shake.
At that moment a woman entered the Playroom with two Dobermans and two subs on leashes, one a female and one a male. The woman was probably around fifty years old and wore a black leather bustier, black leather shorts, black fishnet stockings, black high-heeled boots, and carried a riding crop. Actually, she looks pretty good for her age. Her female sub wore a black leather bra with nothing at all on the bottom except red stripes on her ass. The male sub wore nothing but black ropes tied around his torso and also had the requisite red stripes.
The dogs, however, were beautifully groomed and well behaved. Is this the little problem sub with the loose lips? Calleigh started toward her, but Steele restrained her. I know who she is. Her position as grande dame of Ocala society would definitely be in jeopardy if her membership in this club got out. She should wear that outfit to the Denim and Diamonds Ball!
Her home is one of the showpieces of the Historic District and is open to the public for the annual Ocala Home Tour. Adrienne wields a tremendous amount of power in the community, both socially and politically, and it would not be wise for either of us to ignore her. I am going to make some phone calls tomorrow and see if I can sway any of the members to change their votes.
I only need to change two minds. If all else fails, I will deliver a light whipping that looks a lot worse than it is. You are in this mess due to your own actions, not mine. Your butt is in my capable hands. Saturday morning dawned clear and bright and found Calleigh, Paula, and Robbie at the pool. I want you to know he voted against the punishment. Trent told me all about it last night. I just adore him. You must be mistaken. She had no clue, but the old gent knew exactly what we were doing! He winked and tipped his hat! I thought I would die!
Calleigh returned to the question at hand. I guess we will see. That would really get their boxers in a bunch! Mike said the driving force behind this whole madness is Adrienne Vieira. She has everyone else worked up. I can tell you that. The things I have seen her do would curl your hair!
Once I saw her paddle both of her subs and then make them have sex with each other!
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I could never hurt or humiliate another person like that no matter how mad I was. Just then Steele came striding down the walkway to the pool. We have to talk. I know Calleigh was just blowing off steam, but this could actually work. I really feel bad that I might have gotten Calleigh into this situation. Paula thought about it for a moment. Calleigh was a soft-hearted, sweet-natured person, and Paula knew she could never be a part of a revenge plot like this. On the other hand, Paula was fiercely loyal and protective of her friends.
She and Calleigh had been best friends for many years, and she was not about to let someone hurt and humiliate her best friend and get away with it! Those short, pleated skirts with the white panties showing underneath are so cute. What a kick that would be! Could we get in trouble? She could use the safe word if she was willing to be totally ridiculed and banned from the club for a month. Sister Immaculata gets visited by a grown student bent on revenge for the many paddlings she gave him!
We could ask Adrienne to come dressed as Sister Immaculata! Just thinking about a grand revenge on behalf of her friend lightened her mood and eased her mind. The best revenge is served cold, as they say. Jason was thinking and pacing back and forth in the living room of the suite while he waited for Calleigh to change her clothes. He was coming to realize just how much that trust meant to him.
What about that collar with the pink diamond heart I bought on a whim last year and put away in my safe? What was that all about? When Calleigh finally joined him, Steele was seated in a brocade wingchair, and now Calleigh began pacing back and forth across the living room. Yes, your ass will be red and sore, and then it will be over with for good and all, no further legal problems hanging over your head. Do you trust me? This is something entirely different. We have known each other for a long time, and I have to admit I think I had a little crush on you. I know how awful this is for you.
She was starting to feel warm and fuzzy when he snapped her back to reality. A Dom was disciplined for exceeding the ten-stroke limit and injuring a sub. Better to choose the short-handled strap. I can control the strokes more easily with that. Such a brave girl!
His shaft, long and thick, pulsed in her hand. Calleigh took his beautiful, hard cock in her mouth, savoring the masculine taste and scent of him, slowly running her tongue around the glans and over the slit at the tip. She licked the small, pearly drop waiting there. Carefully, she took him fully into her mouth, sucking with a gentle pressure, easing his length in and out, swirling her tongue over the head.
Moving faster, then slower, then harder, then softer, she brought him to the edge of completion then eased back again over and over as he had done to her. Teasing, keeping the final satisfaction just out of reach, she played with him. She took his balls gently into her mouth and softly tongued them with little butterfly strokes, then returned her attention to his cock.
She held him in her mouth as he slowly softened, savoring the feeling of peace and contentment. Steele leaned back, looking boneless and replete with pleasure. He pulled her into his lap and kissed her slowly and fully, tasting his seed on her tongue. Rising easily from the chair with her in his arms, he strode to the bedroom and gently deposited her on the bed, joining her to cuddle and nap the afternoon away.
She was too nervous to enjoy the meal. She would be stripped naked and beaten in front of a room full of strangers. The only way she could get through this would be her total and complete trust in Jason. This is my woman, and I have been waiting a long time for her. It was obvious to him now that Calleigh had been the reason several of his promising relationships had fizzled before they had really gotten started.
Calleigh blinked, looking surprised. I have to admit that my feelings for you have been growing stronger and stronger as well. Tentatively, Paula began to rotate her hips against the textured finger he kept inserted in her pussy. The sensation was intense, but as she tried to apply more pressure, he lightened the contact. She pumped more vigorously, but he retreated, keeping satisfaction just out of reach. You need to earn your rewards. He stroked a moistened finger over her tiny puckered anus and she bucked.
You will get used to this. What do you think? With a sigh, Paula knew she was not going to get off tonight either, and that was just not right! As she stood up, Paula noticed that his cock was rock hard and he had a tense look on his face. She wondered why, with his desire for her evident, he was denying both of them the release they craved. The room was crowded with club members and their subs, club staff, and dungeon monitors, all in a wide variety of BDSM attire. To Calleigh it looked like Halloween on steroids, and not in a good way!
She was as on edge and as nervous as she had ever been in her life. Steele was in full Dom mode, wearing low-slung, tight black jeans and black alligator cowboy boots, and his broad, dark-haired chest was bare. He kept his hand around her arm and steered her toward the spanking bench that had been placed in the center of the room and lit with a bright spotlight.
The bench resembled a sawhorse with heavy padding across the top and was secured to the floor for stability. It felt heavy and ominous in her hand. She bent over the spanking bench, arms and legs spread wide, her white, frilled panties pulled down below her butt and the pleated skirt raised to her waist. The two dungeon monitors secured her to the side bars with padded leather cuffs.
Calleigh felt completely vulnerable, butt in the air, pussy exposed. This was so much worse than any slaps to her bottom administered by Steele in the suite.
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Steele stepped up behind her and she knew he was warming up the chamomile and mint oil in his hands, as he had promised he would, before he anointed her bottom, massaging the slick oil into her trembling cheeks and over her exposed pussy to protect her delicate skin. Next, as he had told her he would, he tested the suppleness of the strap, snapping it between his large hands, and took several practice swings at the legs of the bench.
The sound cracked in the air and made her jump. Even though Steele stealthily pulled the blow at the last moment, the first cracking lash of the strap landed dead center across the right cheek of her bare bottom before she had fully prepared herself. Steele had told her he would position each new strike to the outer edge of the one before, and she could feel as he alternated sides that the strikes never overlapped.
Shit, he is damn accurate. She gritted her teeth against another stinging thwack.