Epilogue
Marcus came back from his long reverie and opened his eyes. He looked down at Roxanna, her lips still closed around his c**k.
‘Are you ready?’ he asked.
She nodded.
‘Put my c**k away,’ he said.
Carefully she took his c**k from her mouth, put it back inside his trousers and zipped him up.
‘ over the sofa,’ he said.
He watched her as she walked across the room. The beauty of her naked body aroused him, but it also moved him to know how deeply she wished to submit to him. She took up her position, bent over the arm of the sofa, her face buried in the cushions. He fetched the three implements he would use, the deerskin flogger, the heavy leather tawse and the thin rattan cane. He stood for a moment, looking down at the splendour of her ass, the round curving buttocks, now stret
