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One long thick finger slid into her pussy. There was a small jolt of pleasure, but she was too wrapped up in the remembered trauma to enjoy it. However, the penetration felt comforting. She needed him touching her, possessing her, everywhere.
“Did you use your safeword?”
“Not for a long time.”
“What else did he do to you?”
“After I asked for the belt, he finally started talking to me. Except he called me awful names.”
“Stupid slut, cum dump?”
“Yes. Dirty whore, a collection of holes. No one had ever spoken to me like that before. It was so shocking that I didn’t react. He’d call me these horrible things as he whipped my ass with the belt. It was so loud—both his voice and the sound the belt made.”
“You mentioned yesterday that the cane scared you, in part because of the noise.”
“They’re probably connected,” Josslyn said softly.
“How did it end?”
“I actually…actually didn’t stop it until he rolled me over and used the belt on my breasts.”
Master Bennani’s finger slid out of her pussy and he ducked under her, hands closing softly over her breasts. For a moment, she was back in that hotel room, lines of fire across her chest.
“It hurt. Everything he’d done even from the first over-the-clothes spanking, hurt. But I was so numb at the time it was nice to feel something.”
“You don’t mean physically numb.”
“Yes and no. Grief made me numb. Emotionally and physically.”
Master Bennani dipped his head, taking her nipple in his mouth for the first time. He sucked hard, and pleasure zinged through her, arousal breaking through the remembered pain and embarrassment.
“It felt like he’d cut my skin, and that’s when I ran. Didn’t say anything, just pushed myself up and ran for the hotel door. He caught me, threw me back over the bed. And I thought this is it. He’s going to kill me.”
“Fuck. Josslyn…” He kissed each of her nipples, then moved between her legs once more. The fact that he didn’t stop playing with her, didn’t start treating her differently, made the rest of the conversation so much easier.
“Before that moment, it hadn’t occurred to me to use my safeword. Because before then, I wanted him to hurt me.”
“He should have realized you were self-destructing.”
“Maybe.”
“No.” Master Bennani emphasized the word by curling his finger inside her. A jolt of pleasure made her twitch in the ropes. “If a Dom can’t tell when a sub is in self-destruct mode, then he has no business topping.”
“He honored my safeword, once I screamed it.”
There was a long pause. “How many times did you have to say it?”
“When I landed on the bed, I was facedown, and I think the first few times, my voice was muffled, plus he’d gone back to whipping my ass.”
His finger withdrew from her pussy.
“I finally rolled over, even though I was terrified that he’d hit my breasts again, and screamed ‘eggs.’”
“He looked at me, and his expression was…hurt. I lay there naked, in enough pain that I seriously wondered if he’d broken skin or if I’d have scars, and realized I’d made him feel bad.”
Master Bennani slid one finger into her ass. He’d lubed it well, and even though her position in the ropes meant her butt cheeks were clenched together, it slid in easily. She hung her head in relief.
“Finish the story,” he said softly.
