Today’s the day Alchemy xii – March hits the shelves (if ebooks do that?) and this time Harry and Belladonna are turning the tables on Olivia. The flogger’s in the other hand this time – in Olivia’s hand to be exact, as you’ll see in the short excerpt below…
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Back at Alchemy after their trip to the Rockies, Harry surprises Olivia by inviting her to meet his other three subs, Beth, Mia and Mason. But there’s nothing benign about this dinner and as usual Harry’s playing games to keep Olivia on her toes. When he unwittingly collides with one of her hard limits, Olivia is forced to confront a long-buried memory.
Meanwhile Belladonna picks up the pace in a training session with Olivia and Mia, pushing both subs to their limits until Olivia makes a catastrophic error… Questions start piling up in her mind. Will Harry be able to forgive her? Is she really suitable to train as an Alchemy sub? And can she lay the ghosts of her past to rest? Harry’s the only person who can provide her with the answers. But will he?
I turned to go back to the business end of the spanking bench. Once more, I ran a hand down the length of one of Mia’s thighs. Her breath hitched noisily. She appeared to be aroused already.
I was ready to start.
“Count, please, Mia,” I said.
I stepped back and raised my arm, trying to repeat the swinging movement I’d been practicing all morning. Her black panties were my target. I took a half-step forward to land my first blow. It looked slightly low to me and the tails of the flogger wrapped round the side of her leg. Mia gasped, the spanking bench creaking as she flinched. I stepped back.
“One.” Her voice sounded strong and clear.
Oh God, how many times should I strike her? Should I pick a number now? Should I watch how she responded, then decide? Wait for her to safeword?
Harry made a slight waving movement with one hand. Get on with it.
I struck another blow, this time aiming for her other buttock. I was a fraction more accurate but Mia still yelped loudly.
She started breathing more heavily.
I tried to remember all Belladonna had told me during our Severin session. I knew I should try to get a good rhythm going. My strikes would be more even, while helping the sub know when to expect the next impact. I started counting in my head, working to a pattern while Mia counted up the scale.
Half-step back. Half-step forward. Strike.
I alternated sides each time but I didn’t feel like I was hitting my target accurately. I needed to concentrate on the movement of my arm, getting the same arc each time. But after an hour working on the Severin dummy, my muscles were exhausted.
“Five.” Her voice was becoming a little high pitched.
The next blow struck much too low and Mia let out a shriek before her count.
“Stop,” said Harry.
I stepped back and held the flogger by my side again.
“I can’t see where the blows are landing,” he said. “Mia, I’m going to take off your panties.”
“Yes, Sir,” said Mia, not that she was being given any choice in the matter.
Harry cupped one of Mia’s silk clad buttocks in one hand. She pushed out against his touch, making his expression momentarily soften. He caressed her flesh with a slight squeeze. I flicked my flogger impatiently and he glared at me. Then he hooked his fingers into the top of the black panties to pull them down. In my mind, I could practically feel his fingers burning on my skin and I fidgeted where I stood. Because her legs were splayed, the panties didn’t come down very far. He reached into the back pocket of his jeans to retrieve something. There was a flash of silver and I realized he was holding a small pocket knife. He deftly split one side of the panties, letting them slide down the opposite leg to the floor. Then he closed the knife and put it back in his pocket. I didn’t care to wonder why Harry needed to wander around with a knife. Presumably for just this type of underwear emergency.
“That’s better.” He sat down again.
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