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~ Eden didn't hesitate to do as he instructed. With cat like grace, she was on her feet and moving lazily back to the bed. She unfolded the covers till the sheets were neatly laid at the foot of the bed.

Arthur took this time to compose himself. He was still fully dressed and he felt somewhat ashamed to have his raging member lewdly out and displayed at it was. He sifted out of his jacked as Eden's eyes flicked worriedly to him.

Her hands were still neatly bound in front as she sat on the now unmade bed and looked innocently up at him.

Arthur felt his need jump at the sight of her. From her sitting position, she looked ready to take him into her mouth again, in fact, her rich lips tried to capture his erection again as he stood by her.

"Roll on your belly, Eden." Arthur ordered as he fought the urge to let her suck him again.

Eden looked back at him. Her heavy eyeliner not enough to conceal a spark of worry.

"I have to spank you. It won't hurt much, I promise." Arthur whispered. "I just... I need to do this."

Eden gave him that sweet little smile of hers again and rolled over on her stomach. Her bottom now defenseless.

For the first time, Arthur noticed the lacy black panties his guest was wearing. They perfectly matched the corset in every detail. He ran a large hand over the satin ribbons that were the ties of her corset. They held the marvelous piece in place, yet were so delicate and feminine.

Carelessly, he pulled free the satin ribbon from it's bow. Not enough to undo the entire piece. Just enough to loosen them. Perhaps her breasts would not be so securely held in place now. How very unladylike of her. To have her lacing undone with no way to compose herself.

His hands went to her lacy panties. It had been a fine choice to wear for him. Delicate and very flattering to the female form. Like the corset, they were black, and decorated with white lace work.

He couldn't stop himself. He gave her ripe bottom and unforgiving smack.

Eden jumped.

"I'm sorry, Eden." He said huskily. His hand smoothing over her bottom. He liked the feel of the lacy panties.

Eden said nothing. Her breathing picking up slightly as he smacked her bottom again. His hands went to work soothing her hot flesh after each blow. It was like he couldn't help himself. He loved doing this to her.

'What kind of a person loves to inflict pain on a woman?' He wondered.

Yet, Eden didn't cry out. Only her breathing showed any indication she was responding to his abuse. She jumped slightly at each blow. His hand making stinging contact with her bottom. First one cheek was struck. Then he rubbed away the burn of the hit. Then the second check was struck. His hands working to sooth away the pain they had inflicted.

Finally, Eden responded. His hand gave her a sharp swat and she released a long pent up moan.

"Are you alright?" Arthur grumbled. His guest for the evening had her head buried into the mattress. Her once beautifully swept up hair was falling around her shoulders.
"Yes." She panted. His hands were on her abused flesh and he could feet heat coming off her skin. "I just... I like this." She admitted.

He smiled.

"I like your panties, Eden." Arthur panted. "But they have to go."

Eden gave a halfhearted protest as he pulled those delicate garments off her hips and exposed her naked lower half to him. The once beautiful undergarment now lay pulled and useless around Eden's ankles.

The sight of her mistreated skin made him very happy. Her bottom was a bright red and still hot to the touch. He spanked her bare flesh till his own hand started to sting.

"Please, sir!" Eden suddenly gasped. The Point Man stopped his assault. He stepped away from her and suddenly realized he must have been hurting his guest for the evening.

Then, just as suddenly, he realized, he didn't care.
"I think I paid for your services tonight, Eden. I paid handsomely for them. I intend to get what I want." Arthur said cruelly.

He intended to roughly pulled her off her belly and onto her back. But when his hands reached her, he lost his nerve. So, his hands were gentle and he took hold of her arms and made his guest roll over.

Eden was beautifully retrained still. Her breasts ready to fall out of her corset from him loosening her stays. Her face was flushed as she was berating hard.

All these things were beautiful to look at. But the Arthur was drawn to only one thing.

Eden kept herself well groomed in all things. The sweetness between her legs was not totally bare. Instead, there was a small, trimmed area of hair. The rest was shaved by an obvious professional. Her most private area looked exactly the way Arthur felt a woman should look.

Yet, this was not what fascinated him most. Her folds were totally exposed and glistened with her own wetness.

Arthur didn't hesitate to dip his fingers into her. His guest gasping as he fingered her hot inner walls.
"You're very wet this evening, Eden." Arthur said with a mischievous smile.
"Yes, sir." Eden whimpered.

Sadistically, he played with her. His guest making sure to keep her legs as open for him as possible.

He wasn't sure why, but spanking her, and now fondling her, made his erection more angry.

Eden's lady like appearance was fading fast as she moved and bucked her hips over her hand. She seemed to delight at catching his stroking his own shaft. He was still in his suit, except for the jacket, and felt oddly protected with most of his clothes still on.

"I want that." Eden said looking as his hard member. He ruthlessly made her grind on his long fingers.

Arthur felt a rush of power seize him.

"You do?" He asked.

She nodded and looked pleased with herself. One of her breasts in danger of falling out of her corset as he fingered her clitoris and made her gasp sharply.

"If I let you have this, will you kiss me?" He asked. He suddenly wanted those lips. The fact that he was denied them, made him want to kiss her all the more.

"No." She whispered.
"I don't have anything. I promise." He pleaded. He moved closer over her. His lips slowly inching closer to her. He wanted that forbidden fruit. Her lips were were lovely, he wanted just a taste.
"I said no." She whispered again. "Your kisses... they belong to the girl you love." She said kindly as Arthur felt slightly heart broken.

His erection was throbbing angrily in his hand. Her own desire was wet and waiting for him.

"Your kiss belong to her. That girl you told me about. Ariadne?" She told him and kissed him sweetly on the cheek.

Arthur nodded as he rested his body just a few inches over hers.

He could kiss her anyway. She was tied up. Not seriously, but she was his whore for the night. Couldn't he do what he wanted? Didn't ten thousand dollars mean he could have what he wanted?

His need couldn't wait another moment. Her wet passage was ready for him and he couldn't hold the moment off any more.
"You're right." He whispered back to Eden.

She felt himself calm down a little at remembering Ariadne.

This woman was not here for him to make love to; but for him to fuck. To do things he couldn't do to Ariadne.

His erection was still in his hand as he fondled her delicate folds. His eyes now raking over the pink fleshy parts of her. Eden smiled and relaxed as he placed the head of his need into her opening.

"Ariadne is the girl I love. She's also my wife." He growled as he slammed himself so hard into Eden she screamed.