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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."

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

I knew how great they felt in

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

trailed the leather across her body, letting her

shivered from the feeling and

Taking a

room before her intake could be heard. Waiting for 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

sir. I

I could tell she was already eager for

and my finger slid in easily. Her walls

let her feel the tails again as I brushed the new flog

suede and half oiled leather. It will sting more but I think Chapter 78: Such A Beautiful Pain S****

it pleasurable."

said, moving away from

will strike you three times and each one will be harder than the

I

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

pain, most people tried to avoid it at all cost, both the emotional and physical 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 was cruel. It was a way for me to connect, to see someone vulnerable and open to me. They trusted me to give them what they needed while I trusted them to let

what bounded people together, it could be

she

of it, she had almost **m from the pain 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 especially not when it was

someone was almost like painting to me, she was like a blank canvas and the tails like a

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.

testing her limits as the tails cracked over her a*** making them j***le. All she