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The Last Good Knight Part IV: Fit to Be Tied
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2019
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The Last Good Knight Part IV: Fit to Be Tied
Tiffany Reisz
The Last Good Knight: An Original Sinners novella told in five parts.
Part IV: Fit to Be Tied
With her feelings for Lance warring with her recent encounter with Søren, Nora returns to Lance’s bed and finds herself toying with the idea of...toying with him on a permanent basis. But, after she gets a glimpse into his personal angst, Nora realizes she has the power to rescue this white knight...
The Last Good Knight
Part IV: Fit to Be Tied
Tiffany Reisz
An Original Sinners Story
Told in Five Parts
www.spice-books.co.uk (http://www.spice-books.co.uk)
Dedication
Dedicated to the brave men and women who serve in the U.S. Navy.
You all are my knights in occasionally wet armor.
And to Tommy and Elizabeth.
About the Author
Tiffany Reisz’s books inhabit a sexy, shadowy world where erotica, romance and gothic literature meet and do immoral and possibly illegal things to each other. The first book in her international bestselling series The Original Sinners was named the RT Reviewers’ Choice Award for Best Erotic Romance. She is a very bad Catholic. Visit her website, www.tiffanyreisz.com (http://www.tiffanyreisz.com), for news, gossip and wholly inappropriate bedtime stories.
Contents
Fit To Be Tied (#u597398d0-a646-5165-8df3-5717d2334d38)
“What? He was in my dungeon?” Nora demanded.
“That’s also the good news.”
“Please tell me someone caught him in the act.”
“Let’s just say you owe our friend Griffin Fiske a debt of gratitude. I can guess in what form he’ll take repayment.”
“Griffin?”
“I underestimated Griffin. He’d make an excellent bodyguard. I should apologize to the man.”
“How bad is it?”
“Let’s just say you’re going to need to a new rug, Maîtresse. Yours is...bloody. And the culprit is in the hospital.”
Nora listened for a few minutes as Kingsley told her the story. They hung up and Nora returned to the living room and found Lance picking his shirt up off the floor.
“You’re not going to need that,” she said, nodding at the shirt in his hands.
“Why not?”
“They caught him. And by ‘they’ I mean my friend Griffin caught him breaking into my dungeon. Griffin beat the shit out of the guy.”
“Thank God you weren’t there,” Lance said sounding genuinely relieved.
“I know. I wouldn’t have been nearly as merciful as Griffin. I would have killed him and then gotten arrested. Again. If he laid a finger on my red-and-black riding crop, I swear to God I’ll rip his heart out.”
“Special crop?”
“Christmas present,” she said. “From my priest.”
“You are a weird Catholic.”
“There is no other kind,” she said.
“This is the guy who beat up Mistress Natasha? They’re sure?”
“Natasha came to a couple hours ago. She knew the guy—client of hers with money trouble. King was right. Just a robbery. He got five thousand dollars off Natasha. Decided to see if the other dominatrixes in the city also kept cash on them. Has a nasty drug problem apparently. Owed a lot of money to dealers.”
“I want to beat the shit out of him, too. Why does this Griffin guy get to have all the fun?”
“Speaking of having all the fun...you know what this means, right?”
“Tell me,” Lance said, a smiling forming on his lips.
“You’re not my bodyguard anymore.”
Lance let his shirt drop from his fingers. This time he didn’t bother to fold the damn thing.
“Good boy.”
Lance followed her up the stairs. The second he stepped into her bedroom, Nora shoved him hard against the wall and kissed him with everything in her.
“This is what’s going to happen,” she said, between soft bites of his lips. “I’m going to cuff you to my bed. Then I’m going to decorate the front of your body with a set of welts and bruises to match the set on your back. And then I’m going to climb on your cock and ride it until it breaks off. You have any objections to that plan?”
“Only the part about my cock breaking off, Mistress.” He started to reach for her but Nora caught his hands and pressed them into the wall.
“That was erotic hyperbole.”
“Then no, I have no objections.”
“Good. Not that I would have changed my plans if you did. You’re mine today.”
Tiffany Reisz
The Last Good Knight: An Original Sinners novella told in five parts.
Part IV: Fit to Be Tied
With her feelings for Lance warring with her recent encounter with Søren, Nora returns to Lance’s bed and finds herself toying with the idea of...toying with him on a permanent basis. But, after she gets a glimpse into his personal angst, Nora realizes she has the power to rescue this white knight...
The Last Good Knight
Part IV: Fit to Be Tied
Tiffany Reisz
An Original Sinners Story
Told in Five Parts
www.spice-books.co.uk (http://www.spice-books.co.uk)
Dedication
Dedicated to the brave men and women who serve in the U.S. Navy.
You all are my knights in occasionally wet armor.
And to Tommy and Elizabeth.
About the Author
Tiffany Reisz’s books inhabit a sexy, shadowy world where erotica, romance and gothic literature meet and do immoral and possibly illegal things to each other. The first book in her international bestselling series The Original Sinners was named the RT Reviewers’ Choice Award for Best Erotic Romance. She is a very bad Catholic. Visit her website, www.tiffanyreisz.com (http://www.tiffanyreisz.com), for news, gossip and wholly inappropriate bedtime stories.
Contents
Fit To Be Tied (#u597398d0-a646-5165-8df3-5717d2334d38)
“What? He was in my dungeon?” Nora demanded.
“That’s also the good news.”
“Please tell me someone caught him in the act.”
“Let’s just say you owe our friend Griffin Fiske a debt of gratitude. I can guess in what form he’ll take repayment.”
“Griffin?”
“I underestimated Griffin. He’d make an excellent bodyguard. I should apologize to the man.”
“How bad is it?”
“Let’s just say you’re going to need to a new rug, Maîtresse. Yours is...bloody. And the culprit is in the hospital.”
Nora listened for a few minutes as Kingsley told her the story. They hung up and Nora returned to the living room and found Lance picking his shirt up off the floor.
“You’re not going to need that,” she said, nodding at the shirt in his hands.
“Why not?”
“They caught him. And by ‘they’ I mean my friend Griffin caught him breaking into my dungeon. Griffin beat the shit out of the guy.”
“Thank God you weren’t there,” Lance said sounding genuinely relieved.
“I know. I wouldn’t have been nearly as merciful as Griffin. I would have killed him and then gotten arrested. Again. If he laid a finger on my red-and-black riding crop, I swear to God I’ll rip his heart out.”
“Special crop?”
“Christmas present,” she said. “From my priest.”
“You are a weird Catholic.”
“There is no other kind,” she said.
“This is the guy who beat up Mistress Natasha? They’re sure?”
“Natasha came to a couple hours ago. She knew the guy—client of hers with money trouble. King was right. Just a robbery. He got five thousand dollars off Natasha. Decided to see if the other dominatrixes in the city also kept cash on them. Has a nasty drug problem apparently. Owed a lot of money to dealers.”
“I want to beat the shit out of him, too. Why does this Griffin guy get to have all the fun?”
“Speaking of having all the fun...you know what this means, right?”
“Tell me,” Lance said, a smiling forming on his lips.
“You’re not my bodyguard anymore.”
Lance let his shirt drop from his fingers. This time he didn’t bother to fold the damn thing.
“Good boy.”
Lance followed her up the stairs. The second he stepped into her bedroom, Nora shoved him hard against the wall and kissed him with everything in her.
“This is what’s going to happen,” she said, between soft bites of his lips. “I’m going to cuff you to my bed. Then I’m going to decorate the front of your body with a set of welts and bruises to match the set on your back. And then I’m going to climb on your cock and ride it until it breaks off. You have any objections to that plan?”
“Only the part about my cock breaking off, Mistress.” He started to reach for her but Nora caught his hands and pressed them into the wall.
“That was erotic hyperbole.”
“Then no, I have no objections.”
“Good. Not that I would have changed my plans if you did. You’re mine today.”
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