Chapter 72: Masters, Part 6

Michael

Laden with bags of takeaway Chinese, I return to the apartment.

James and Charlotte are nowhere in sight, but the bedroom door is slightly ajar and from beyond, Charlotte’s wails are drifting out….

I grin to myself.

Sounds like I arrived just in time for the finale….

Pushing at the bedroom door with my foot, I look inside, just in time to sees James’ hand come down on her butt and her shriek as it connects. Her ass is all but glowing, brilliantly scarlet where he’s obviously been at her for some time.

And it’s not ‘bedroom games’ I’m seeing. He’s setting out to make her hurt, and not in any pleasant way.

What the fuck…?

This isn’t horseplay. It’s a Sub getting the full force of her Dom’s anger, a punishment, and James is not holding back. Her face is flushed, her cheeks tear-streaked and her cries have a desperate edge.

“What the….? James….?”