Danielle<

I lay draped over the seat for a minute or two, feeling like all of my bones had been replaced with rubber bands, before I pushed myself up and looked around.

Mr. Grant expertly knotted the condom and tossed it in the trash, then retrieved the silk robe for me.

“Thank you,” I said, and we both knew I wasn’t talking about the robe.

I hadn't enjoyed sex that much until today and it was all due to his punishments.

He smiled down at me, his dimples breathtaking in the flickering firelight.

“Is this really what you want, Danielle? I’m not a gentle man. I never have been.”

I...