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And here she was, bawling in his arms as if her heart had been torn in two within her.
He supposed he could order her not to cry, but he didn t want or need her to go all
wiggy on her later on, because he d spent his time trying to legislate her emotions. One
of the few things he d learn from his limited time within the realm of things feminine
was that it was never a good idea even in the case of being the final authority over a
woman to try to make them feel one way or another about anything.
He could do that he could let her have her emotional displays, as long as they weren t
too frequent or destructive to herself or his property. It would probably be good for her
every once in a while to just let go and cry. He was prepared to hold her and almost
comfort her, in his own way but not forever.
Luckily for her, it didn t last that long. He d pretty thoroughly exhausted her with his
ministrations this afternoon, and she fell asleep in his arms. He decided he had work to
do rather than letting himself hold her as she slept, so he carefully bound her, as she d
become used to while she slept, managing to do it stealthily enough that he didn t even
wake her.
He left orders that she not be disturbed for any reason, and that if she woke she was not
to be released by anyone but himself, which mean that she was to remain tied to the bed
until he came home.
Thomas didn t really have anything else to do, so he took his big gelding out for a
recreation ride, which he almost never did, mulling things over in his mind and keeping
himself consciously away from her for a while. He recognized the fact that if he hung
around her too much when she was all weepy like that, he might put himself in mortal
danger of losing his heart to her, and he didn t intend to do that. It would make him
weak, make him less likely to give her exactly what she needed hard to bear, frequent
punishments that made her truly regretful of what she d done to earn them, or even just
that she d had the ill fortune to be purchased by him. It might make her a little more
likely to pleasure her, although he didn t know if that was a possibility.
He liked the dualities of what he brought to her he was her agony and ecstasy
personified, and she never really knew what she was going to get from him. He d
adored pushing her past the tortured, bitten, and weighted nipples, the grossly stretched
anal opening, and the welts and wheals he d dealt her delicate skin to achieve the
ultimate reward for enduring all of that. Four ultimate rewards, if he d counted
correctly.
Thomas knew she was capable of much more than that, but he was aware of the law of
diminishing returns in regards to female orgasms. The first woman he d slept with a
go getter real estate agent named Marianne, who was more than twenty years his senior
had taught him that even the most orgasmic women benefited from a little time
between bouts to recoup. He d been the first man in her life who had taken the time to
see that she earned her own back while they were coupling, and he d made sure that
she d always come to fruition at least three or four times whenever they were together,
even though she could have exploded all afternoon long. Past that, she d told him, was
not much more of an event than a muscular contraction.
He d taken Tria to the end of her rope one time, bringing her off so many times he d
lost count, but he d found that it was the same for her. She was so sensitive that there
was no build up, and he was nothing if not the king of build up. He d denied himself for
nearly a year before he d gotten her, only deigning to satisfy himself by his own hand,
and then only when he couldn t possibly stand it another minute longer.
He d spent that time wishing he d known what she looked like, but Hoffman would
never allow any pictures to be taken of his women. They were always beautiful
always had been but nothing could have prepared him for Tria. Nothing.
And she would never could never know how close she had come could come to
touching his heart.
Tria
Chapter 8
by Carolyn Faulkner
copyright 2005 by Carolyn Faulkner and ABCD Webmasters
They never discussed what happened to her sometimes. It was swept entirely under the
rug by the both of them Tria was entirely embarrassed, and knew that she should have
been due a spanking about it for some reason or other, and Thomas just didn t want to
think about it in any way, shape, or form, so he tucked it away.
What he didn t notice about himself and his behavior was that she had changed him,
too. Not forcibly she didn t have the physical power to force him to do anything. But
Lima and Rook noticed it. He was there more, and wasn t taking absolutely every
possible excuse to get away from this place. He d always been a loner, and the older it
got it seemed the worse it got. Sometimes they didn t see him for months on end, didn t
know if he was alive or dead. Sometimes he came home injured and half dead.
But Lima new that, now that he had Tria, he was actually turning down work, and being
very selective about what jobs he did accept, weighing, she imagined, just how long it
was going to keep him away from Tria.
One evening, when he should have been working but was indulging himself in having
the beautiful young woman stretched out across his lap, playing with her nipples and
occasionally delving down between her legs to marvel at the copious fluids he found
there, his conscience kicked in about the fact that he d taken a particular man s
merchandise in barter and hadn t done what he d said he d do yet. So he decided that he
needed to go into the nearest town, which was about six miles to the west, and check
out a dive that was often frequented by the worst of the worst, in order to gather some
information he would need to track a certain thief s movements.
But he really didn t want to leave Tria. He couldn t help it. He didn t want to go. That
had never happened to him before. He d always loved his work every single slimy,
underhanded bit of it. But now, he d rather be home, bringing her to tears one way or
the other.
So he made the unusual, unheard of move of taking her with him. Lima was clearly
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