The Dare (Losers)

by Harley Laroux

“You seem to be under the impression that you deserve it: that it’s not something I’ll deny you in a moment if you don’t keep up your good behavior.” He grinned. “Bad girls get spanked, Jess.”

I could only imagine if the party-goers downstairs knew what was going on. If only they knew that the girl wearing angel wings was making an absolute slut of herself upstairs, moaning and begging to be hurt more, more, more.

"That's right, angel. No getting away. You're going to come and you're going to scream as you do."

How could a man be so carefully cruel, and so brutally gentle? "Then we can do it again?" "Absolutely."