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Cole

Her idea to stay was a bad one. I could easily have ordered her to go back to her suite. I could have had any of the guards or guests escort her there. By staying, she even put herself at risk of Vincent, though I thought he'd be stupid to try and lay a hand on her tonight, eventually he would collect on what he'd paid for, his weeks with her.

If she thought that I would be proud of her for this act, she was wrong. It was close to defiance. When someone offers you something and that someone is a sadist who owns your ass, take it and say Thank you, sir. Anything else is stupid.

There was something in her eyes though, when she said she would stay. Probably it was the same stupid thing that rose every time she said she was ready to go back to her "real life" of being an undercover narcotics agent working daily around the very thing she'd nearly lost her life and possibly her career to. That didn't make her healthy. It made her masochistic in the worst sense of the word.

And if she thought whatever she endured between now and the party's end would save her from the count we were at – truly, I didn't remember the number, and would probably accept whatever she told me – she was wrong there, too. She'd be punished and soundly.

But I was grateful when she dropped the coat and went to kneel by Chloe talking quietly with Claude, both of them with their eyes on Annie. Before she could even drop to her knees, they were there before her, hands out, inviting her. Commanding, but Claude is strange and sweet and kinky but not hurtful. If he spanked her, that might be the whole of it and he might not even do that. She didn't know that she'd just stumbled into the next best thing to doing what I said and going into her room and staying there.

I watched them walk away together and then I went to get Cecile, raising my brows for Andrew's complicit smile. He was stroking his erection, watching Kie as she knelt, tears still falling on the hardwood under her. He simply nodded when I took Cecile by the hand and led her across the room.

Watching Andrew, watching Kie and wishing there were more I could do to her, I arranged Cecile over my lap. No one had undressed her, so I pulled the skirt of her dress up over her back and sat with her stretched there, rubbing her ass in ever harder circles but not yet doing anything more.

Vincent had gone off into the library, sulking perhaps, or planning revenge, or simply looking for somewhere to fume in private that his little game had ended so poorly. That he'd been part of it I didn't really doubt.

I am not good at appeasing people. Vincent would have no interest in having his 5.5 million dollars returned. It wasn't the money he missed. He was still angry that he hadn't been allowed to have Annie.

On my lap, Cecile gave a low moan. Well, then. I should rejoin my own party. I raised my hand to head level and brought it sweeping down, pounding down, the connection hard and flat and loud. Cecile's cheeks wobbled and instantly began to redden. I considered what I'd done, pinching hard along the junction of her thighs and ass and making her moan again. Then I rained down three or four dozen swats on her ass, hard, stinging blows that made her cry out and then bite her lip, trying to be silent.

"Do you want more?" I asked.

"Yes, sir." She was breathless already, squirming. I ran my fingers between her legs and they came away soaked. Little slut. I repeated the beating on her red ass, making her cry out several times, then pushed her onto her knees and shredded the top of her dress, using both hands to slap her breasts back and forth until she was both crying out and actually crying. Then I unzipped my pants and stood, thrusting my cock into her mouth and fucking it as hard as she sucked. Her head bobbed back and forth and tears ran down her cheeks from the exertion and the speed and the lack of air, but she never stopped and when her hands came round to hold my cock, to fondle my balls, I let her, and afterwards rewarded her with another session on both her breasts and her ass.

I stood up and redressed and walked away, looking for Chloe and Claude and Annie, watching through the unclosed door as both of them alternately fucked her and hurt her.

It would be my turn again soon enough.

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