“Perfect,” he said, picking up the flogger. “Helps with my aim.”
“Sir, what do you mean ‘your aim’?” she asked, now eyeing the flogger as she struggled not to take a step backward.
“I’m going to whip your breasts this morning.”
“My breasts?” She now took that step; two, in fact.
He smiled. “I’ll help you climb onto the ottoman,” he said, lifting her. “On your knees, please, sit on your heels. And keep your chin up, eyes on me.” He reached into his pocket.
“But…” All thought left her in that moment and she found herself sucking in a breath and clenching her buttocks. The plug began vibrating softly inside her ass. He had a remote control for the thing!
“Knees, Emma,” he said, upping the intensity.
She settled on her knees, weak from the sensations that were wreaking havoc on her system. Her pussy was wet and her clit swelling nicely, wanting attention of its own.
He put his foot between her knees. “You know better than to bring your legs together,” he said, pushing them apart with the toe of his shoe. “You’re not allowed to come, do you understand, Emma?” he asked while he traced the soft tendrils of the suede flogger across her outthrust breasts.
She looked at him; his grin was huge.
He waited one more moment before turning the vibration off. “Do you understand?”
She nodded.
“What will happen if you come?” he asked, fondling her hardened nipples with the toy before delivering playful, soft strokes that still made her gasp.
“You’ll punish me for real, Sir,” she said.
“Good girl. Vibration on or off during the flogging?”
“On, please, Sir,” she whispered.
Without a word, he reached into his pocket and turned it on. “Keep your chin lifted,” he said.
He stepped back and to one side.
“Sir?” she asked just when he raised his arm a little.
“Yes?”
“Are you going to do it hard?”
“You’ll have redness but I don’t intend on bruising you. And based on how you’ve reacted so far, I think you will enjoy this almost as much as I will.”
Almost.
He began. She was amazed with his precision. She closed her eyes when the first blow fell. It stung when the tendrils met sensitive flesh, but it wasn’t painful. Not at first. In fact, as he continued to deliver light strokes, switching sides as he did so to redden the entire canvas of her bound breasts, she found her nipples hardening to stiff peaks as her clit throbbed and twitched. In no time, her breathing became uneven while she worked the muscles of her pussy, her anus. If she could just put her thighs together for one moment…
The flogging stopped and she opened her eyes when she heard his zipper go down. She looked from his face, down to his enormous cock, down to the hot, red skin of her chest.
“Open your mouth. I want to feel your pretty little tongue lick my cock,” he said. He held the flogger to the back of her head as she opened her greedy mouth, her tongue first licking the tip, tasting the salty wetness already gathered there, letting it smear her lips. She then moved to lick the base before opening wider and taking him in as he closed his eyes and moaned with pleasure. “Suck,” he said. “Hard.”
She did, moving slowly at first, taking in as much as she could and drawing slowly back only to begin again. After a few more strokes, he pulled his cock out of her mouth and zipped himself back up.
“I’m going to come in your mouth,” he said, leaning down and kissing her hard as he tilted her head back and up.
She moaned, opening wide for him.
“But first,” he pulled away and straightened. “I’m not finished with your breasts. Present,” he ordered, stepping back.
She lifted her chin and thrust her chest out even more and this time when the first stroke landed, she sucked in a loud breath, keeping her eyes on his. “Please,” she said, as he continued to flog her, focusing on the tight points of her nipples now, sending bolts of pure electricity right down to her clit. She wanted to come; she wanted to come so badly.
“Please what?” he asked, alternately trailing the tendrils across her breast and slapping her with them. The softness mixed with the sharpness of the blows mixed with the vibration of the plug was enough to send her over the edge.
“I want to come,” she said.
He stopped and once again unzipped his pants. “Not this morning, my dear,” he said, drawing her face to his cock once again with the flogger at her neck. “Open wide. I want the back of your throat.”
She didn’t have much choice. He dropped the flogger and held her by the hair. All she had to do was keep her mouth open and work through the gag reflex. He pressed his cock into her and pulled back out several times before she finally felt him at the back of her throat. He fucked her mouth hard, watching her while he did, making sounds at each thrust. Tears formed at the corners of her eyes until finally, after several moments, she felt the warmth of semen spurting down her throat as his cock throbbed with its release.