Enraptured by Shoshanna Evers Page B
Authors: Shoshanna Evers
“Jessica should get to experience some of your dungeon other than the floor. What do you recommend?”
Finally. He stood slowly, looking at Jessica as he spoke to gauge her reaction. “I recommend she be flogged, but not restrained. It will teach her submission to stay still of her own accord.”
Jessica’s pretty cheeks reddened and she looked at the wall where the flogger was held. “I’m willing, sir. Mistress.”
“Great!” Lauren stood and reached out her hand to help Jessica up. The girl stumbled a bit, as if she’d risen too quickly and gotten dizzy.
Roman held her elbow to support her. “Are you all right?” he asked, concerned.
“I think so,” she whispered. “Just scared. Never been flogged, either.”
“Nothing to be scared of,” he said. “You might like it—many people do.”
“What do I do?”
“Put your hands on the wall with your back to us. Don’t move, for your own safety. If you move, I’m sure Lauren will have some sort of response.”
“That gives me an idea,” Lauren said, raising an eyebrow at him. “How about I flog her, and if she moves out of position, you get a shot.”
“I’d rather use the paddle. You flog, I paddle,” Roman suggested.
“Love it! Jessica, are we green to go?”
Jessica nodded. “Green, ma’am.” She looked at Roman. “Full disclosure, since I want to make sure I’m not keeping quiet when I should say something, like when Mistress Lauren called me a . . . a whore.” She took a breath and paused. “I’m scared of being paddled by you, sir.”
“You don’t have to consent to any of this,” Roman said. “You’re here of your own volition. If you’d rather not, we can all go upstairs and have lunch and you can go home, instead.”
“Lunch? No,” Jessica said hurriedly. “I want to stay here, with you. With you guys, I mean.”
“Okay, so are we good?” Lauren asked. “I don’t want to move forward until you’re comfortable.”
“We’re good. Thank you, ma’am.”
“Good girl. Hands on the wall, Jess,” Lauren said, and Jessica obeyed.
“I’ll need to remove your bra and panties,” Roman said. “So I can see the skin on your bottom when I paddle you, and so Lauren has a blank canvas on which to land her flogger.”
“Yes, sir,” she whispered.
Roman moved in behind her, feeling the heat of her bare skin radiating through his clothes as he reached around and removed her bra first, letting it fall to the floor. He ached to touch her beautiful, pert breasts, but refrained. Too soon, and not his place. Yet.
He was careful when removing her panties to keep his fingers from roaming. He could smell her feminine musk, a heady aroma that immediately aroused him.
God, she smelled like a bitch in heat, and it was sexy as hell. Fuck. His cock hardened. He couldn’t wait to paddle that amazing, heart-shaped ass.
He’d have to wait for her to fall out of position, though, first.
Chapter Six
“A re you ready, Jessica?” Lauren asked, putting her hand over the girl’s and placing it farther out so she’d be able to brace herself on the wall.
“Yes, Mistress.” She sounded nervous, and the hint of curiosity mingled with fear in her voice spiked Roman’s desire.
“Don’t move, darling. Here we go, lightly at first.”
Mistress Lauren let the flogger fall gently on Jessica’s bare back, the long suede strips dancing across her skin. Jessica gasped, but didn’t move. Roman could tell that Lauren had barely touched her with the flogger, merely gave her a taste of the sensation.
“Good girl,” she murmured, and flicked her wrist, sending the flogger forward harder this time. Jessica moaned but didn’t move.
“Lovely,” Roman said. “Surely you can take more, don’t you think?”
Jessica turned her neck and looked at him with a small smile. “It’s not so bad.”
“Wonderful,” Lauren said. “Face the wall, I don’t want to accidentally hit your face.”
Jessica turned back to the wall
Finally. He stood slowly, looking at Jessica as he spoke to gauge her reaction. “I recommend she be flogged, but not restrained. It will teach her submission to stay still of her own accord.”
Jessica’s pretty cheeks reddened and she looked at the wall where the flogger was held. “I’m willing, sir. Mistress.”
“Great!” Lauren stood and reached out her hand to help Jessica up. The girl stumbled a bit, as if she’d risen too quickly and gotten dizzy.
Roman held her elbow to support her. “Are you all right?” he asked, concerned.
“I think so,” she whispered. “Just scared. Never been flogged, either.”
“Nothing to be scared of,” he said. “You might like it—many people do.”
“What do I do?”
“Put your hands on the wall with your back to us. Don’t move, for your own safety. If you move, I’m sure Lauren will have some sort of response.”
“That gives me an idea,” Lauren said, raising an eyebrow at him. “How about I flog her, and if she moves out of position, you get a shot.”
“I’d rather use the paddle. You flog, I paddle,” Roman suggested.
“Love it! Jessica, are we green to go?”
Jessica nodded. “Green, ma’am.” She looked at Roman. “Full disclosure, since I want to make sure I’m not keeping quiet when I should say something, like when Mistress Lauren called me a . . . a whore.” She took a breath and paused. “I’m scared of being paddled by you, sir.”
“You don’t have to consent to any of this,” Roman said. “You’re here of your own volition. If you’d rather not, we can all go upstairs and have lunch and you can go home, instead.”
“Lunch? No,” Jessica said hurriedly. “I want to stay here, with you. With you guys, I mean.”
“Okay, so are we good?” Lauren asked. “I don’t want to move forward until you’re comfortable.”
“We’re good. Thank you, ma’am.”
“Good girl. Hands on the wall, Jess,” Lauren said, and Jessica obeyed.
“I’ll need to remove your bra and panties,” Roman said. “So I can see the skin on your bottom when I paddle you, and so Lauren has a blank canvas on which to land her flogger.”
“Yes, sir,” she whispered.
Roman moved in behind her, feeling the heat of her bare skin radiating through his clothes as he reached around and removed her bra first, letting it fall to the floor. He ached to touch her beautiful, pert breasts, but refrained. Too soon, and not his place. Yet.
He was careful when removing her panties to keep his fingers from roaming. He could smell her feminine musk, a heady aroma that immediately aroused him.
God, she smelled like a bitch in heat, and it was sexy as hell. Fuck. His cock hardened. He couldn’t wait to paddle that amazing, heart-shaped ass.
He’d have to wait for her to fall out of position, though, first.
Chapter Six
“A re you ready, Jessica?” Lauren asked, putting her hand over the girl’s and placing it farther out so she’d be able to brace herself on the wall.
“Yes, Mistress.” She sounded nervous, and the hint of curiosity mingled with fear in her voice spiked Roman’s desire.
“Don’t move, darling. Here we go, lightly at first.”
Mistress Lauren let the flogger fall gently on Jessica’s bare back, the long suede strips dancing across her skin. Jessica gasped, but didn’t move. Roman could tell that Lauren had barely touched her with the flogger, merely gave her a taste of the sensation.
“Good girl,” she murmured, and flicked her wrist, sending the flogger forward harder this time. Jessica moaned but didn’t move.
“Lovely,” Roman said. “Surely you can take more, don’t you think?”
Jessica turned her neck and looked at him with a small smile. “It’s not so bad.”
“Wonderful,” Lauren said. “Face the wall, I don’t want to accidentally hit your face.”
Jessica turned back to the wall