He slapped her again with the same result.
From the first slap to the aftermath of the second stunning slap across her cheek, Jack stared into her eyes with cool command, communicating the degree to which he owned her.
“You like that, don’t you?” He, too, seemed a little in awe of what he’d done.
“I love it,” she answered, breathless and bewildered. “Weird, huh?”
“Not for a slave. Hadn’t thought we’d get to this place so soon, but obviously it’s something you need or you wouldn’t have mentioned it.”
“Need? I don’t know about that, but I certainly love how it makes me feel.”
“And how does it make you feel?”
“Reduced,” was the first word that popped into her head. Then a moment later from her dazed subspace, she added. “Diminished. I feel diminished…taken down…surrendered, I suppos
