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     ‘What are you doing?’ Kara asked nervously.
     William wrenched her arms behind her back and snapped the cold steel cuffs onto her
wrists.
     ‘Why, would you rather I let you go?’ 
     His voice was quiet and measured but his eyes still sparkled with desire and Kara
felt her stomach lurch as her breath caught in her throat. 
     ‘Would you rather I gave back your clothes and sent you home?’
     Kara silently cursed him. He knew damned well she didn’t want that but there was no
way she was going to beg.
     ‘I don’t think you have any intention of letting me go, otherwise why would you be
doing this?’ Kara shook her arms, rattling the chain that connected the handcuffs around
her wrists to the ring set into his bedroom ceiling and a nervous giggle escaped from her
lips. She was way out of her depth here but she wasn’t going to admit that to him – not
now that she’d come this far.
     ‘I’m not forcing you to stay here, Kara. You can leave anytime you want.’
Kara studied William’s face; the set of his chin; the curve of his mouth and the way his
dark eyes continued their leisurely tour of her body and she shivered.
     ‘I thought this was what you wanted.’ He was circling her now – inspecting her naked
body with a look of indifference that made her uncomfortable. She blushed, wishing she
could cover her breasts; suddenly embarrassed by her neatly shaved sex. He made it sound
so…clinical. Kara was suddenly scared. 
     He reached out with one finger and lightly traced the line of fine hairs that ran
down the centre of her belly. Kara’s nerve ends rippled under his ghost like touch and her
pulse began to race; thudding against her temple, pounding in her throat…she couldn’t stop
now.
     He smiled knowingly and moved in as if to kiss her but stopped with his lips only a
breath away from her own.  
     ‘Are you afraid?’ His voice softer this time; his smile warm and teasing.
     Kara couldn’t find her voice. 
     ‘Are you?’ His words vibrated on her lips, his sweet breath cool against the raging
heat of her cheek.
     ‘A…a little,’ she stammered and the throbbing between her legs only grew stronger –
more urgent.
     ‘That’s good,’ he replied.
     Kara looked into his eyes, shocked by his words. This wasn’t the way she was used to
being made love to but he had sparked something in her belly that she just couldn’t deny.
Like an itch she couldn’t quite reach, he had found a need in her that she thought would
never be fulfilled.
     ‘Because I know you’re desperate to feel the bite of my belt snapping against your
tender skin.’ His hand was behind her now, his fingers dancing softly across her quivering
buttocks.
     ‘You’ve been longing for this since the first day we met.’ He leaned in to plant a
soft kiss on the nape of her neck and as she took a shuddering breath she felt his cock,
hard against her naked thigh, for the first time. 
His fingers brushed her inner thigh – but only fleetingly and then they were gone again.
Kara’s head was spinning and her hips seemed to thrust involuntarily towards his roving
finger. She parted her legs, longing to be touched…there…right there where she ached for
him so much. Her breaths were ragged now, her body tingling with desire as she fought
against her restraints to be closer to him but William backed away and leisurely peeled
off his tie…but remained otherwise fully dressed. Kara, on the other hand, was totally
naked. He’d insisted that she take off all of her own clothes the minute he pulled her
over the threshold of his smart, Victorian town house. Kara had wanted to refuse but she
knew if she did the night would be over and that he’d probably never call her again.
     ‘It’s ok,’ he reassured her. ‘I live alone. No one will disturb us…No one will hear
your screams.’ 
     Kara had giggled nervously, thinking he was joking.
     ‘You take yours off too,’ she suggested but he looked offended. 
     ‘If you can’t even do this you might as well go home right now.’ He’d sounded
annoyed then, as if she had led him on – as if she were some kind of prick tease and that
just wasn’t true so she’d boldly stepped out of her shoes and slowly began to unbutton her
dress. She didn’t want him to think she was naive – didn’t want him to discover that she’d
never done anything like this before.
     ‘You’re a tease,’ he said but his warm smile was back and he reached out and tugged
at the hem of her dress until it fell off her shoulders and slipped to the floor. ‘And
you’re a naughty girl.’ His hand brushed the inside of her thigh. ‘You deserve to be
punished.’ 
     Kara had giggled to hide her fear but she enjoyed his attention as she unclipped her
bra and let it fall to the floor.
     ‘Do you like to be spanked?’ His gaze had lowered to her thighs then, enjoying her
body as she wriggled out of her panties. 
     Kara blushed as she remembered how damp the crotch had been and how she’d picked up
her discarded clothes to fold her panties inside her dress before asking what she should
do with them.
     ‘Cut them up,’ he ordered.
     Kara had looked up at him, shocked, expecting him to laugh but instead he had handed
her a pair of scissors.