"You Master, I belong to none other but you."Another stinging crack, one of the tails of the flogger caught her nipple, the pain was intense for her. ...he had to bite her lip to keep from screaming out.The man repeated himself, she answered with the same reply each time.After each time she answered the was another crack of the whip."Who do you now live to serve?" he asked.She stared at the wall in front of her. She was slipping back into the surreal feeling she had earlier in the evening.She. I was certain she was a bottom, no matter what her preference in kink was. But, at the same time, if a Top couldn’t control her, she’d eat him alive. Courtney placed three shot glasses on the bar and rubbed her hands together. “I made these last night. Blueberry Martini Jell-O shots. They are absolutely delicious. Cheers! Here’s to new friends,” Courtney toasted. We downed the surprisingly tasty shots, and Courtney placed a can of Coors Light in front of me. She winked and giggled, “Behave. Her body flopped up and down with each gallop, and Pierre feared the worst. He had to get them to a safe place, away from danger, so he could tend to her. His saddle bag contained supplies, as he often slept under the stars while he rode his land. He also carried bandages and medicine, in case of injury. On the range one had to fend for oneself, as he owned over a hundred acres and would often be gone for days, seeing no one. He raced toward a place he knew well, he had often played there as a. Her gaze took in everything about the guard, his appearance, his bearing, right down to the pistol and holster that hung from his uniform.The guard came to a halt at the counter, standing beside the stool instead of sitting on it. Towering over the woman he placed the palms of his massive hands upon the countertop and looked down her. The woman blushed as her gaze met his gaze, as she saw his dark, deep set eyes look down at her. Instantly she knew that he was appraising her in the same manner.