Page 66 of Her Dom's Secret Past

I heard him moving around and wondered what was coming. I soon learned. A flogger. I’d read about them and now I’d felt one as he struck twice. The tails lashed across my ass. They went across the tops of my legs, and they found the damp places between my legs. My groans were louder now.

“Answer honestly. Shall I stop using the flogger?”

Between my moans I managed to gasp, “No, Sir.”

I’d always loved it when he used his hand to smack me, but this? This took it to a whole new dimension. The pain had me floating a little. I wanted to wrap myself in it as he used the flogger time after time. When he stopped, I missed the pain, missed the way the thongs had lovingly caressed my body.

John came to the head of the bench and dropped the head padding part down. I saw he was naked, and judging by the size of his erection, as excited as me. He held out his cock and then pushed it into my mouth. I had no choice but to suck it. No hardship for me, because I loved the taste of his dick and what I could do to him. I sucked and slurped on it as he fucked my face, but it surprised me when he didn’t allow me to make him come. Instead, he pulled out and then hit me with the flogger a few more times after raising the head pad.

After he moved away, I heard a drawer open and then a buzz. He had a long thing with a round head in his hand, and it was plugged into a wall socket. It reminded me of a handheld massager.

How the hell it happened, I don’t know, but the next thing I knew, I was coming. John held this thing, whatever it was, against my clit, and I bounced off the walls. I actually lost count of how many times I climaxed. But I cried and screamed. That floating sensation got intense as I my eyes roll back in my head. I was riding on this emotional high that was soaring into the stratosphere. Then I slipped into ecstasy overload.

In fact, I couldn’t remember anything, my mind left the planet. And when I came to I discovered I was in the bed, wrapped tight in John’s big arms. For a moment, I had no idea where I was. I peered around, puzzled, and found his face.

“Hello, my beautiful, Ana.”

“I…”

My face crinkled as I tried to remember, but nothing came, nothing since the climaxes. What the hell had just happened? I thought I may have panicked a little at that point because one of John’s arms held me tighter while his other hand caressed my face.

“Relax, sweetheart. Everything is fine.”

“I can’t remember! What happened to me, John?”

“Hush. Relax and I’ll explain.”

I searched his eyes. He didn’t seem the slightest bit concerned that I’d lost goodness knew how much time.

“Often when we play like we just did, the release of good chemicals in your brain will give you a feeling of intense emotional pleasure. It’s called sub-space. Depending on the person, it can be anything from being happy to something extremely intense. You went into a very intense sub-space.”

“I remember I had this kind of floating sensation as I was climaxing. I just wanted to let myself drift away. The pain, the pain was strangely good. I … I think I started to cry, I didn’t want it to stop.”

“I know you didn’t, and yes, you did cry. I released you immediately and brought you here. We did talk a little but I doubt you’d remember. I gave you some juice and then let you sleep. How are you now?”

“Confused.”

“Anabelle, understand this is perfectly normal.”

“Normal? I lost time, but it was amazing, John. I swear I could fly.”

He gave a soft, caring laugh. “I’m sure you thought you could. Apart from being a little confused, do you feel okay?”

“Yes,hun. I’m fine.”

“You’re not sad, feel depressed, or have this sense like you’ve kind of crashed?”

I shook my head. “Hell no! I’m all warm and fuzzy inside—kind of like when you eat chocolate and snuggle up in a blanket.”

“Great description. Anyway, promise me if you feel different anytime, you’ll let me know.”

He scared me a little with his concern and I panicked a little, wondering what would happen if I did.

“Why? What would that mean?”

John went on to describe how some people kind of crash after experiencing sub-space. He explained it all to me, how he would react to help me through it and I could see how it could easily happen. But for me, at the moment, anyway, I knew I was great.

“You’ve done this a lot, haven’t you?”

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