(illona: this is my personal favourite - go buy the book if only for this story !!! Alas,
again I cannot reproduce it but I've tried to conjure up the best bits, so to speak.....*laughs*)
- Those considered Masters and Mistresses of Perilous Gard are highly sought. They are
at the height of their decadence, moral only when it suits their purposes........
 -
Regine seeks one who will take her far beyond the Rubicon of pain, past where it crosses over
into pleasure........
- He stands in a corner, in the shadows, his eyes blazing in the semi-darkness...
- "Know that I am not one to show mercy easily. If you choose to come with me, everything you
have belongs to me. Every moan, every ounce of pain I choose to bestow upon you." His eyes bore
into her soul. "Your pleasure.and your life, if I so wish it."....
- "Very good my sweet. Now, hanging above you is a silk tassel. Grasp it with both hands, wrap
it around your wrists, and do not let go of it for anything. I'm simply not in the mood to cater
to your whims. I may appear civilised, but that is merely an illusion I can project at will."
....
"What, my sweet whore, wet already? Imagine how wet you'll be when I've done with you."
 His
fingers slid their way between her legs. He is close to her, lips barely touching her skin. His
hair, the scent of flames and sandalwood, but strangely not of the charnel house. His breath,
hot, flows around her. A finger parts her swollen pussy lips, pulling back the hood that conceals
her clit. One finger slides inside, then another joins it. A third. A fourth, until his entire
hand has penetrated her. He begins a savage dance inside of her, in and out, deep yet slow, and
there is no resistance to his invasion. His fingers clench, his arm, like the rest of his body,
sensitive to the flow of blood, even here.For a fleeting instant, Astin wished she were on her
monthly courses; most vampires disdain feeding from a woman's menstrual flow, but to Astin, the
hot iron saltiness was a drug beyond intoxication.
- "I wish you could see it, Regine," Astin draws the tip of the riding crop along one of the
welts. "Such artistry, if I do say so myself....."
"Besides," and he strikes her again. "I find that doing so heightens the victim's pleasure a
thousand-fold." He strikes her again. "Doesn't it?"
(illona: he is a vampire, and yes, he does bite her in the end, just makes a good show getting
there)
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