It hurt so much I thought I was going to lose it…

Just lose it…

No more…

I didn't want anymore.

How silly of me!

I'd had my chance…

I should have listened to him.

I should have let him let me kiss the whip when I could have…

Now, I knew he was going to continue until I was whipped and bloody…

And filled with pain.

Slowly, he came around to the front, so that I could see his face…

And it was on fire!

He had a slick smirk on his face, and his skin was starting to sweat from all the work he was being forced to do…

And still, I was having to take still more… He was going to do me in the front now!

"No… please… I'll… kiss it… I'll kiss it…" He put his mug right up to mine. I could smell the faintly sour breath of a man who was hard at work.

"Oh, you'll kiss it all right… you'll kiss it and beg to… but not until I give you another chance…"

He stepped back now and looked at my naked body in front of him.

He licked his tongue across his lips. And I could see that sheathed cock of his bouncing up and down with expectation.

He had me!

And I was scared!

But also incredibly turned on!

I'd never felt the lash before, or anything close to it, and it was making me… feel… like I'd never felt before…

So incredibly… vivid!

Yes…

That was the word!

Vivid!

Every nerve in my body felt more alive than it ever had before…

And the charge off of that was something to be savored.

Because it was my sex nerves also that were coming to life…

I could feel it in my pussy…

The bubbling caldron of sexual desire… starting to rise and gurgle…

And he knew it…

He knew that with the expertise he was wielding with his lash, he was working me at a frenzy.