Page 80 of Emergence and Ascendance

“Yes, Sir.”

“If you need me to stop, give me your…”

“Color, I know.”

I chuckled. “Say it for me anyway.”

“Green, Sir.”

I stepped back just enough to give myself leverage then delivered my first strike across both cheeks. She gasped and her body jerked.

I gave her several more, back to back with the same rhythm and controlled force before I dragged the tails slowly up her back and let the leather graze her spine.

She moaned and I struck her again with a little more force over the right cheek then the left. Her body trembled, but instead of pulling away, she pushed back, lifting her ass more. I landed five back to back until her breaths came faster.

“Color?” I asked.

“Green.” Her voice was shaky but confident.

“Do you like this?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Do you want more?”

“Yes.”

“Where?”

She arched her back and lifted her ass higher as I stepped closer and slowly dragged two fingers over her pussy. She was soaked and pulsing.

“Here?” I brushed over her slit and pushed two fingers in. “You want me to strike you here?”

She moaned. “Yes, Sir… please.”

I smiled. “Good girl.”

I stepped back and brought the flogger down quickly, letting it snap against her inner thighs several times, getting closer but not quite there. She groaned in desperation.

I struck her three more times. Not enough to bruise but she could feel the sting. I kneeled behind her and slid two fingers in torturously slow. Her pussy clenched around them as I worked her slowly, letting my thumb brush her clit.

“I can feel how close you are,” I murmured, twisting my fingers before I pulled them back and plunged them back in deeper. “But you’re not going to come.”

“Please, Sir…”

“Not yet.”

I thrust my fingers deeper, scissoring and plunging deep before I pulled them out and snapped the flogger across her ass again.

She jolted and moaned so I did both. I worked her pussy while the flogger teased her thighs, ass, and hips, alternating between the pleasure of me stroking her and the sting of the flogger. She started to shake while moans turned into groans and pleas. Her head dropped lower and her back arched hard. She was about to lose it, trembling and straining against the restraints while her hips rocked and jerked like her body didn’t know whether it wanted more or to run.

“Tell me what you want…”

She didn’t answer me at first, just panted and breathed hard, pushing back toward me. The silence lingered for a moment before I spoke again.

“Tell me what you want, Angel.” My voice was calm and controlled but my rock hard and throbbing dick was making it damn near impossible to stay that way. “If you ask, I’ll give it to you.”

She inhaled a slow breath but stayed quiet while her back arched again, her thighs trembling. I thrust two fingers into her, hard and deep.

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