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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."

stepped closer and grabbed her left hand, reaching in front of her for the padded cuffs fastened to one of the beams and I restrained her. I heard her breath hitch as I tightened it around her wrist but she didn't say anything. I 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

how great

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 more than she could handle. No, it was better to start easy and work our way

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

sting." I said, sliding it from one bare shoulder to the next before moving down her back. She shivered from the feeling and I could see goosebumps appearing along her body.

Taking a

a second but with no objections from her, I continued. Striking again and again, there was a unique technique to flogging someone. If done wrong, it could be dangerous and I needed to be in control at 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 her upper back,**, thighs and legs. By the time I was done with the warm-up, she was pretty and pink. Her breathing had gotten heavier and I knew she likes this as much as I do. Switching to another flog I walked closer to her. I leaned in and whispered directly into her ear. "Did

did, sir.

I could tell she was already eager

hand around her front and down to her slit. Her p**y was slick with her arousal and my finger slid in easily. Her walls clamped

feel the tails again as I brushed the new flog

suede and half oiled leather. It will sting

it pleasurable."

said, moving away

the next. I want you to tell me which

I

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. "Which one did you like the

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 was cruel. It was a way for me to connect, to see someone vulnerable and open to me. They trusted

what bounded people together, it could

one," she responded breathlessly. on

alone. The moans 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

a blank canvas and the tails like a paintbrush, coloring streaks

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 my chest moved rhythmically as I breathed, slowly and controlled. Chapter 78:

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