69. UNEXPECTED

~ Violet ~ - - - - - One Month Later - - - - - “We haven’t done this in a while…”  Damon had a mischievous smirk playing on his face as he paced around the room. In his hand was the leather riding crop and he tapped the tip lightly on his hand. Violet sucked in a deep breath as he was walking circles around her. She was standing naked in the middle of the playroom, holding his gaze as he held hers. Her hands were tied up with ropes to the metal hook hanging from the ceiling, and her legs were locked apart using the spreader.  “Do you miss this, kitten?” he said in that low and husky tone, and he let the tip of the riding crop touch her skin. It was a subtle touch, just barely grazing the skin of her back, but it was enough to send shivers up and down her spine. “Yes…” she said. “Yes what?” “Yes, master,” * SMACK! * Suddenly and without warning, Damon whipped the crop right on her behind, creating that loud smacking sound. Violet flinched in shock and tightened her grip on the ropes.  “