Her eyes went wide when she saw it.
“Do you want to use it on me?Or shall I use it on you?”
He had not thought of the first.He had only been able to think of the second.
“On—on me.”
“How?”
“I—I am not sure.”
“Give it here,” she said, holding out her hand.
So he handed over the riding crop.
It was only a small crop, very similar to the type that he had seen made for ladies.And for reasons that he couldn’t understand, he very much wanted her to use it on him.
“Put your hands on the bureau.”
He walked towards the bureau and put his hands on it, his back to her.
“You must tell me what you like,” she said.“I’ve never done this before.”
Then he felt the leather of the crop going down his back and landing on his arse.
At first, she gave him a little tap.
“Harder,” he said, immediately, aware that he wanted more.
She did it again and this time he felt a sting where the leather landed.
“More,” he said.
She obeyed and struck with more force, the sound making a satisfying slap across the room.He winced at the pain.“That is perfect.”
His cock was in a state of acute alert.He wanted to touch himself.He was so aroused from the scenario unfolding that he could come quickly.
“Don’t touch yourself,” she said, as if reading his mind.“You need your punishment first.”
He whimpered.
“I will give you five lashes.And then you may get your reward.”
She hit him once more and he cried out, the sweetness and the pain melding together.His cock leaked seed onto the floor.
“If you come, I’ll only have to punish you more,” she warned.“Do you understand?”
“Yes,” he moaned.
She hit him again with the crop, a little harder this time, and he moaned, his spend threatening with a keenness he had not anticipated.And then she did it again and he was utterly desperate.
Once more she brought the crop down and he came, just a little, on the floor.
“Beatrice, it’s so good,” he moaned.“I am going to come, my love.I am sorry.”
“No, you won’t,” she said.“You will be a good boy and listen to me.If you spend, I won’t give you what you want.Do you agree?”
“Yes, dear God.I won’t spend.”
