“So, my pet, you are the one responsible for my pain?” Marina’s voice becoming as hard as diamonds as she fell into her role.

“Yes, Mistress.” Jenny felt the fear tension leave her body, replaced by the sexual tension of what was to come.

“We can’t allow that, can we?”

“No, Mistress.” Already her ***** was beginning to throb with anticipation.

Marina gripped Jenny’s hair and pulled her head back, letting her eyes
fill with heat and desire as she gave herself to the scene. She stood
up, snapped her fingers, and Jenny dropped to hands and knees, eyes
lowered. She placed her foot on Jenny’s back, pressed just hard enough
until Jenny lay flat on the floor. “Then crawl to bed, Pet, crawl to
your punishment.”

Jenny crawled, her wrists already feeling the cuffs, her back the
stinging lashes, hoping Marina would be harsh with her. She needed the
pain, to drive out her fear, the fear that Marina would collapse
emotionally if Francesca took The Planet from her. Then who would take
care of her? Who would protect her?

It was everything Jenny hoped for. She’d never come so hard or so often
as she did tonight. Marina was everything she needed. All that she
wanted. She sighed and stretched out on her belly as Marina gently
kissed the marks on her back and hips and *****. “You’re so good for me,
Marina. I love you.”

Marina stretched out beside her, stroking Jenny’s skin still hot from the lash. “I love you, too, Jenny.”

Jenny propped herself up on her elbows and gave Marina a serious look. “Then promise me, Marina.”

“Promise what, ma petite.”

“That you won’t give up. Won’t give in to Francesca.”

“I’m not sure I have the choice, Zhenny,” she answered, voice soft and sad.

Jenny’s voice hardened. “Do whatever you have to do, Marina, but don’t
let her beat you. You’ve worked too hard for what you have. Don’t let
her take it from you.”

Marina turned her head, not wanting Jenny to see the tears glistening in her eyes.

“Please, Marina,” Jenny pleaded. “Don’t let her break you like this. I couldn’t stand it.”

“Well,” Marina smiled wanly, “I suppose I could always make a deal with the devil.

“If that’s what it takes, Marina, then do it.”