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Chapter 78: Such A Beautiful Pain s******

Chapter 78: Such A Beautiful Pain S****

Riccardo

"Tell me your safe word?" I ordered, looking down at her.

She couldn't see the hunger in my eyes, only the color of the tiles she was kneeling on.

"Pineapple," she said softly, sounding breathless and I nodded at once, satisfied that she hadn't forgotten it.

"Good, let's begin. Shall we?" she nodded.

"You will only speak if I ask a direct question. Understood?" "Yes, sir."

"And you are allowed to make eye contact."

The thrill of commanding someone never went away, it was like a drug, powerful and addictive. She stood up at my behest and I steered her towards the massive st Andrews cross. It was wooden and entirely black with padding for comfort, though comfort was the last thing on my mind tonight. Her eyes widened as she figured out why I had led her here and she shifted her me. She suddenly looked insecure, which I could understand, the cross could look frightening for anyone who was used to it but the furniture could be both for pleasure and pain. Luckily for her, she would experience both.

eyes t

When she stopped towards it and turned to me like she suspected she would be fastened with her back to it, I had to correct her.

"Other way around, facing the cross."

went ahead and restrained her other wrist as well. Next, I bonded her legs, she shd to spread them considerably but not enough to get hurt. Retracting a couple of steps, I studied her. Her arms and legs were spread and she looked glorious in this position. I knew

attention, I knew how great they felt in my

Such A Beautiful Pain S**** deliciously s** s**k-able. The garter belt seemed to frame it and gosh, I was happy that I had thought to tell her to put it under her panties so they didn't have to come off as well. After a few minutes, I felt she had waited enough and went to grab what I would need for the first part. It was a flog with elk leather, it was a soft type of leather perfect for warmups since it only gave a light sting. I planned on upping the ante but I didn't want to give her

I trailed the leather across her body, letting her feel the flails so she knew what

bare shoulder to the next before moving down her back. She shivered from the feeling and I could see goosebumps appearing along her body. I stepped back before speaking. "Are you

Taking a

all times and not slip up or become unfocused. I had to steer clear of areas like the kidney and avoid wrapping when the trails wrapped around a curved part of the body I aimed at different parts of her but always kept to the safe zone like

sir.

responded eagerly and I could tell she

slick with her arousal and my finger slid in easily. Her walls clamped down on it like it didn't want to let me go. She moaned as she tried to ride my finger, desperate for the slightest

feel the tails again as I brushed the new flog against

and half oiled leather. It will sting more but

it pleasurable."

moving away

the next. I want you to tell

I

first one was on the softer side on her upper back but still had a decent sting to it. I put more force into the next and lastly, I hit even harder. Although not so hard it broke the skin. She cried out at the last hit and a shudder went through her.

side. Others gravitated towards it, seeing it for what I saw it as, submission of the rawest sure but when you submitted to it and overcame that fright, nothing else could stop you. Inflicting pain wasn't something liked because I

what bounded people together, it

last one," she responded breathlessly.

she made had me wondering if I hadn't been too careful with her but I didn't want to start out too strong, not with her and especially not when it was her first time being flogged. "Good

her back involuntarily. I flogged her a*** several times before moving on to another part, each time she whimpered but she didn't use her safe word or asked me to stop. Flogging someone was almost like painting to me, she was like a blank canvas and the tails like a paintbrush, coloring streaks of red across her skin. My ***k was painfully hard and so f**g uncomfortable in my pants. It throbbed with each hit and each whimper or moan she made. I was breathing just as heavily as

was taking the flogging. She was such a graceful and submissive woman, taking whatever I chose to give her. Thud, the sound was so *g**atisfying as the tails hit her skin but not more enjoyable than the sound she made. Her back bowed as I hit her upper back again. I hit it again and again, I couldn't get over how perfect she was. She was everything I had dreamed about and more, sweat clung to my skin and

cracked over her a*** making them j***le. All she did was moan as she almost pushed her