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It felt good. Real good.
He gave her a quick nod, seemingly pleased with her. Turning to the tray, he grabbed off a black piece of rope and crooked a finger at her. “Come here, little one.”
She swallowed deeply, but was pulled by the electric chemistry between them.
“Wrists” was all he said.
She raised her hands and noticed him forming cuffs with the rope. Within seconds, he had the cuff around her one wrist. Then he stepped in behind her and formed another cuff, locking her wrists together at her back.
“All five of your orgasms belong to me.” He tied a knot and pulled, leaving her wrists completely bound. “If you orgasm without permission, the count will start over.”
Ask permission. Got it.
Leaving her there, he grabbed a bottle of lube off the tray and then proceeded to soak the dildo in it. After which he glanced to her and smiled. “Climb on.” Gripping her arm, he assisted her down, steadying her as the rubbery dildo pressed against her folds. As she lowered onto it, it embarrassed her how easily it slid inside her.
She was just that wet, and the thick dildo filled her.
He adjusted her body, settling her to have her knees resting against the mat below the saddle, which was soft. Then, looking her dead in the eye, he pressed a button on the saddle and the vibrator turned on. The brutal buzz nearly had her jumping off, if his grip hadn’t stopped her.
Oh, no, he’s not playing around.
There was no light buzz—it was a full harsh attack on her clitoris. A buzz that had her mouth parting and her breath all but lost to her. Her eyes shut against the fierce hum, but when something rough slid over her shoulder, she opened her eyes. Turning her head, she noticed Kyler dragging a flogger over her skin. Back and forth, he slid it from her back to her shoulders to her breasts.
Leaning down, he pressed another button and the vibrator kicked up speed. She dropped her head, relishing in the pleasure. Her unashamed moan filled her ears. The crowd no longer mattered, only Master Kyler remained.
When she moaned again, the leather tails from the flogger landed across her bottom in a light thud. Then Kyler was there, lifting her face. “Eyes to me, Ella.”
She opened, feeling dazed. Though the pulse on her clit was anything but delicate—much stronger than any vibrator she’d ever used on herself.
He stared at her intently. “All right?”
“Yes, sir,” she wheezed.
His mouth twitched. “Ah, I see that you are.”
Moving in behind her again, he paused for only a couple seconds, then the thumps on her bottom and shoulders came faster. Still light enough that it didn’t burn like she expected a flogger to feel like. Different. Perfect, but different. More so, like a heavy thud that seemed connected to her sex, making it constrict around the dildo with each stroke.
With a firm whack on her bottom, she groaned as a wave of pleasure swept into her. And she fought to hear him ask, “Why are you a Club Sin submissive?”
“To fulfill my challenge to myself, sir.” She groaned.
“No.” A hard hit against her bottom had her gasping, which turned quickly into a scream as he pressed against her shoulder, pushing her up against the vibe. The crowd in front of her became a blur.
“Answer again,” he stated.
Her eyes rolled back into her head. She didn’t care who watched her now. In fact, knowing others watching Kyler’s skill only overheated her more. She forced her eyes open, thinking quickly against the surge of pleasure. Deep down, she knew what he wanted; she felt it in his touch, almost as if his craving had become linked to her.
After another thudding hit on her bottom, she managed, “Because I’m yours, sir.”
“That you are,” was his soft reply.
Another flick of the tails landed on her ass and she arched into it, curving her body into warm sensation. The buzz of the vibrator landed dead center on her clit, and that fierce buzz dropped her right into climax with little warning.
The meaning of the words she said stormed across her. The truth of it rang out in her soul. The warmth on her body. The crowd. The pleasure on her clit. It all became too consuming. She gritted her teeth against the power of ecstasy. “Sir, may I come?”
“Yep. One. Go,” he said in between her flogging.
As if his words held power to allow her to do so, she broke open and tumbled into wave after wave of euphoric pleasure. When she’d stopped moaning and caught her breath, his voice sounded by her ear. “Tell me why I kept you safe.” He pressed his hand firmly against her shoulder, pushing her tight up against the vibrator.
