“Give me your number?”He continued to caress her with the flogger, warming up her body.
“Four dozen.”
“Six,” he countered.
“Five,” she said.
Brave girl.He’d been willing to settle for three, not that he’d ever tell her that.
He played with her butt plug, mostly to catch her off guard.He gave it a couple of quick twists, making her clench her buttocks.
“That thing makes me feel so full,” she said.
“It will be more so when my cock is in your cunt.”He rubbed her body all over until he saw her sink deeper into the upholstery.“That’s it.Let it take your weight.”
She rested her cheek against the vinyl.
“Excellent.”He began to work the flogger back and forth over her thighs and buttocks, then with much less force over her back and shoulders.
When he got to the first dozen, he saw her unfurl a finger from her fist.
“How are you doing?”
“This feels…”
He continued to flog her.
After the second dozen, she unfurled another finger.
“Feels?”he prompted.
“Stingy.”She turned her head to the other side.“I had no idea.”She sighed deeply, extending a third finger and letting her body become even more pliant.
Now that she was ready, he increased the force of the flogging, landing each hit with more force, moving her body around.
“My God…” She added a fourth finger, and she moved her hips, silently seeking more.
Her body was pink, glowing, and she began to thrash her head, making a mess of her hair.Though he often separated BDSM from sex, his dick was hard, throbbing, insistent.He’d never had this kind of reaction to a woman, never wanted to spend this much time together.Being with her at work was powerful, but nowhere close to enough.“Where are we?”he asked.
“Five?”she guessed.“But I want to keep going.”
The request stunned him, pleased him.“A few more,” he agreed, not wanting to give her too much the first time.He landed a few between her legs on her upper thighs.And she squealed when he caught her pussy lips with the tips of a couple of strands.
The last few, he landed in the sweet spot area, hoping the sensation would radiate through her.
He looped the handle over one of the O-rings and rubbed her.
“That was incredible.”She stretched her neck.“I’m relaxed and edgy at the same time.”
“Good.Ready for me to use your paddle?”
She tightened her body before visibly exhaling.“Yes.”
“What word is on it?”
She was quiet for so long that he wasn’t sure she was going to answer.“Slut,” she whispered.
“A little louder?”he encouraged.
