Chapter Six
A Private Reward
When Byron had said “private”, he meant just two people, but when I got nominated to take Malina’s place, things didn’t go that way.
The voyeuristic robes were dismissed, although a few did try to hang around, but Eleanor shooed them away.
“The punishments are over,” she said. “That’s what you paid for, and that’s what you got. Rewards are personal, shared between the slave and dom, and whoever the dom allows to also take part. Now, go on. Get out of here.”
Several male doms firmly herded the remaining robes out of the yard. A couple of female doms, coiled bullwhips in hand, backed them up. When one of the robes kind of strayed from the rest a leather clad female let a bullwhip loose that exploded a loud crack right at the robe’s feet. The whip tore away a
