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“I have a feeling we’ll spend most of our evening fighting off her admirers.” Antonio laid a hand on Santos’s shoulder.

“You could be right.” Santos shot him a faux-serious look. “Do you think we should mark her? No man will be left in doubt as to who her masters are.”
Antonio pretended to consider the idea. Jane’s eyes were wide and her breathing fast. Her hands smoothed the front of the corset coming to rest on her lower belly. White teeth worried the tender flesh of her lower lip.

“I think we should. It will save us wear and tear on our knuckles.” Antonio shot Santos an amused glance.

“Excellent point. What shall we use? A paddle?” Santos moved around Jane, not touching her but leaving no doubt of his intentions. After circling her twice, he gestured toward the bed. “A shiny pink bottom will serve as a warning to any man who covets our woman. Go, Beauty, take your place.”

Turning, Antonio opened the doors to the toy armoire. The array of sex-oriented toys was modest—paddles, crops, handcuffs crafted from a variety of materials, ropes and other essentials were neatly lined up in hooks or on the shelves. He’d always considered himself a purist when it came to sex, and battery operated gadgets need not apply. He preferred his partners to achieve orgasm through their play, not technology.

Removing a medium-sized leather paddle from the armoire, he admired the workmanship. He’d picked up this little toy in Brussels weeks before coming to America. One side was leather and the other was covered in thick, soft felt. Rubbing the padded side against his palm, he was sure Jane would enjoy his latest purchase. He closed the doors.

Their slave was on her knees on the bench at the foot of the bed. Her torso was resting on the bed leaving her bare ass at the perfect angle for a proper spanking. Her figure was ideal for bondage. With her generous breasts and slim waist, she was born to wear corsets. Add in her rounded hips and generous ass, and Jane could be the poster girl for submission.