Grace feels as if her heart will explode in her chest. She hasn't played these games since she stopped seeing Lord Bennington. She remembers how at first it frightened her but then the urge to please the man she thought she loved overrode all that fear. And it had been so very long since she was with a man.....perhaps this was exactly what she needed. She stood very still and waited.

Jonathan removed the pins from her hair and let it spill down her back. He grabbed a handful and roughly yanked her head back. His kisses down the front of her neck made Grace tremble in anticipation. His other hand pulled the cups of her bra down to expose her breasts. His thumb and forefinger closed around one nipple, pinching hard. She moaned. "Ahhhhh, so my little slut does like this.", he says, pinching and twisting even harder. He lets go of her hair and begins to twist and pull both her nipples. Grace lets out a loud moan and feels herself getting soaked. She bites her bottom lip to keep from crying out again. "Good girl", he whispers next to her ear.