Elizabeth’s breathing became more laboured when she watched him move away from her, his words sending an excited thrill through her. Her eyes remained on him as she un-locked the box and searched for something to correct her behaviour. When the small leather whip appeared her heart began to beat faster.<br/><br/>Once turned onto her stomach she grasped hold of the head of the bed with both hands. “Have I?,” she murmured. “Stephen, Jeremy, Dennis…Drake.” She hadn’t even mentioned any of their female relations knowing just the reminder of the male ones who had shared her bed at that moment would have the desired effect on him and in turn on her. Turning her head to look at him she murmured. “Remind me again who I belong too.”<br/><br/>