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She was aroused and drenched, desperate for the orgasm he’d denied her for so long.
Her body swayed in response to the flogger, and she ground her pelvis against the now-slick vinyl.
“You’ve earned it,” he said softly to her.
He stuck her more often, harder, driving her. She gyrated shamelessly. He continued flicking his wrists, making the strands lick her flesh, and he moved so that he could pull on her clamps.
She screamed as she came, the orgasm lighting her up.
He continued the beating and the pressure on her clamps until she’d completely ridden it out.
She thought he might release her, and she blinked in shock when he kept going with gentle strokes.
But with what she’d already endured, this wasn’t enough. “I want more.”
“You’re amazing, sub.” There was pride and approval in his voice.
He gave it to her, cutting back and forth across her body.
The clamps swayed, aggravating her nipples.
He landed half a dozen stripes on her lower legs, and she tried to curl her toes. Stunning pain overwhelmed her. She wanted to protest, but an image of the restrained sub floated through her mind. The man had been serene.
After a breath, she closed her eyes and embraced the flogger.
Her body warmed and tension drained from her. At some point, she became aware of the symphony of the sensations, each unique. On their own they’d be discordant, but together, they helped her to detach from everything.
It was as if she were somewhere warm, floating, her face turned to the sun.
Blissed out.
Her body went slack.
Nothing existed. It was as if she were simultaneously disconnected yet more connected than she’d ever been.
“Kelsey?”
Nathan was stroking the side of her neck and he kissed her forehead.
He plucked off the clothespins from her toes and removed the nipple clamps. She gave a sleepy wince and was aware that it should have hurt more than it did.
“I’ve got you.”
With deft motions, he released her from the spreader bar before unfastening her wrists. He slowly lowered her arms, rubbing her the entire time.
Then he scooped her up and carried her back to the bench. He sat with her in his lap, and she curled against him, half dozing.
“You were even more magnificent than I could have imagined,” he said.
When she finally pushed away from him, she yawned a little.
“I’ll be with you in a second,” he told her.
Nathan jostled her off his lap and onto the bench then removed the cuffs from her ankles.
He paused for a moment to place his palm alongside her face. Unhesitatingly she turned toward him. The fact he was capable of such profound gentleness astounded her.
As she watched him repack his bag and wipe down the pole, she began to feel more like herself, but chilled, aware that her nipples ached and her toes felt cramped. “I think the sub’s supposed to do the cleaning,” she said when he returned to her.
“If I’ve left you with enough energy to clean the pole, I haven’t done my job. Let’s get some energy into you.”
Cupping her arm, he guided her toward the bar. He selected a private corner where they could sit next to each other.
Keeping his arm around her, he ordered her a soft drink and requested a bottle of water for himself.
She was quiet for a while, taking in the ambience, the flickering candle on the table and the pulsing music. The women in the cages were wearing different outfits now, resembling go-go girls of the 1960s. The walls were psychedelic colors, appearing as if they’d been tie-dyed.
The waitress returned with their beverages and left them almost immediately.
“How was it for you?”
“Astounding. Nothing like I expected.” She stirred her straw in her drink. “I’m not sure I can put it into words, really.”
“The orgasm?”
She glanced at him. “You were right.”
“Tell me again.”
“It was worth the wait.”
“Well, I’m about done waiting.”
He went to claim their jackets and have the valet bring the car around. Kelsey was taking the last sip of her beverage when he returned.
“You meant it,” she said.
“Yeah. I did.”
Within minutes they were in his car, and he surprised her by stopping at a local hotel. “What are you doing?”
“Fucking you senseless,” he said.
She laughed. “We could go home.”
“We could,” he agreed. “But we’re not.”
He got them a room, grabbed the bag and hustled her into the elevator.
Not shocking her, he had up against the back of the elevator, her arms above her head and his hand in her panties the moment the door closed.
Even though they’d scened and she’d had an orgasm, she was hot and ready.
