He smiled, slow and sultry.
“Careful what you ask for, Princess. I’m in a giving mood.”
His tone of steel arrowed right to her pussy. She shivered slightly as his hands roamed under her breasts. His hands swept over her folds, around her tummy, and over her ass.
He didn’t care that her body was size large, he never brought up her weight, and that was one of the things that made her fall in love with him: his acceptance of her.
“Close your eyes. I have a surprise for you,” he said against her ear.
Ivy exhaled and kept her hands at her sides. She heard the zipper of his toy bag, and she tried to centre her thoughts as the anticipation buzzed through her.
She felt cool leather draped around her shoulders against her neck a moment later.
“Open.”
Ivy brushed her hands along the tails. “Florentines?”
“Yes.” Gabe smiled. “Do you like?”
“They’re gorgeous.”
“Wrists, Princess.” From his pocket, Gabe took out her favourite pair of pink faux leather cuffs lined with faux fur. He slapped the cuff on her right wrist and attached it to the chain from the post.
“Move your arm.”
Ivy flexed, seeing how there was too much slack in the chain. Gabe tightened it from the post.
“Comfortable?”
Ivy flexed her fingers and raised and lowered her arm. She had circulation, and it was a comfortable hold.
“Yes, Sir.”
Gabe grabbed her left wrist and repeated the process, adjusting the length of the chain until it was precisely the same.
“Gorgeous.” Gabe lifted the floggers off her shoulders, pulling them across her breasts.
Ivy licked her lips as he walked around her, slow and steady. He threw the floggers through the air.
Ivy jumped at the whistling, biting her lip. She jumped as the strands landed on the back of her calves. “Ahh.”
“Yeah, this is going to be good.”
And then the only sound in the room was leather striking her calves, her back, her ass. Ivy breathed, keeping herself as relaxed as she could, and leaned into the hot blasts of pain.
Leather fell on her back, crisscrossing, falling in rhythm.
So,sogood.
And he threw them again, hitting exactly the same area.
She fell forward with the next bite of leather, the chains holding her taut. Gabe threw again, softly this time, on her back.
Ivy exhaled, her limbs heavy and infused with warmth.
She heard Gabe step twice behind her, and the leather cracked hard along her sides.
“Fuck,ow.”
