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I kicked him away, but he grabbed my feet.

“Stop,” he said. “It’s going to be a lot easier if you don’t struggle.” He sealed his mouth to mine, kissing me, and my body instantly responded, melting into him.

He pushed my wrists up and tied me to the headboard, the whole time his mouth not leaving mine.

I made a half-hearted effort to kick at him again, but all this caused him to do was deepen the kiss.

When he finally broke away he tied my legs to the bed, spread eagle, my pussy open to him, totally at his mercy.

I whimpered.

He got up and left the room, and when he came back, he stood in the doorway, the light from the hall illuminating his ripped body.

He held something in his hand.

A wooden paddle.

“It’s time for you to learn,” he said raggedly, “that there are always consequences to your actions.”

He kicked the door shut behind him and moved toward the bed…



THE END OF BOOK THREE