Rationale

Veronica’s dire warning awoke the pain slut within Ivone. She could take alot of pain. Oh, not knives or burning, although wax was okay if the Domknew what he was doing, but if he was good with a single or double tail,she would bleed for him. She’d simply contract that he whip her only onher lower back and buttocks, maybe the tops of her thighs. Those partsshe could cover in public with clothing. She wondered for a moment if heshared his submissives with other Doms. She had yet to really give up thatpart of her. Being handed off at her Dom’s discretion wasn’t something shereally wanted to do, although she had done a couple of threesomes, andthe sex had been very good, probably because she had been dominated.And if he were a real Dom, he would learn that being shared wasn’t whatshe really needed. She obediently followed Veronica to where thisJamison Landry was slouched comfortably in a leather club chair. She kepther eyes cast toward the floor, but noticed his thick black hair andforbidding handsomeness. His eyes were hooded and in shadow, and shewondered what color they were. She had the impression of a large, hardbody, and now, within view of her downcast eyes, she could see his