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Another nod. I’m not sure whether fear or excitement have eaten my words, but I can’t seem to pull any from my body. And once again I’m agreeing to be restrained by a damn near stranger. So much for building trust.
“Do you have a safe word?”
I nod.
She giggles. “Honey, you’re going to have to use your words and tell me what it is or we can’t play.”
Swallowing down the invisible cotton ball in my throat, I try again. “We use traffic light colors.”
“If that’s what you’re comfortable with, that’s what we’ll do. Red for stop altogether? Or black?”
“Black.”
She’s nodding as she guides me toward the cross. The leather cuff wraps around my wrist as the cool wood meets the front of my body, drawing a gasp from me. There’s no padding in the cuffs, no padding on the cross, it’s just cold wood on my torso and worn leather around my wrists. This piece of equipment was not designed for comfort.
Another dart of pleasure skates up my spine. I don’t know how long it takes Phoenix to strap me to the cross, but when I’m fully restrained a beat of panic threatens to overwhelm.
As if sensing the shift in my energy, Phoenix puts her hand between my shoulder blades, her face close to my head. “You’re safe. I’ve got you, Thor’s got you, and if you feel uncomfortable at any point or want to stop, just safe word, okay?”
“Thanks, Phoenix.”
“My pleasure. And I hope it’s not too forward to say that you have an amazing fucking ass.”
That makes me laugh, drawing the tension away from my tight shoulder muscles.
“I’m going to start gently, okay?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Phoenix addresses the crowd, talking to them about the art of flagellation, the different types of whips and floggers, and exactly what she’s going to do to me. I tune most of it out so it’s a pleasant buzz in the back of my mind while I draw in deep and cleansing breaths, focusing myself.
She explains that she’s going to use two floggers. I’ve seen her doing this before, her wrists roll as she swings the tails. It’s beautiful, it’s fluid, it’s as though the equipment is an extension of her body. Even watching the leather tails fall onto someone else’s skin is relaxing.
When the cold tendrils of a flogger gently roll over my body, they send a shiver snaking through my body.
“I’m going to start with your back and shoulders, okay?”
I tell her yes, and drop my head forward a little. The first few sweeps of the soft leather against my skin feel like a waterfall of fabric. It’s soothing, relaxing, and there’s not even an ounce of pain. Phoenix swishes the tails against me a number of times, and by the time she does her first check-in, I’m aching for a bite of pain. My muscles are soft and pliable and my mind is clear. But it’s not enough.
“Green.” The word falls from me on a weighted breath. Phoenix talks as she flogs me, she’s showing them the different places and different reactions they draw from me, where’s safe to hit and where isn’t. But again, I’m in a fuzzy space where I’m mostly concentrating on how nice the material feels as it kisses my skin.
Lust sits heavy, low in my stomach. The scrap of fabric between my thighs is soaking. And with each round of slaps, Phoenix alternates the speed and intensity of her hits.
I moan, right before she pauses for another check in. Her cool hand brushing over the skin on my shoulder as her fingers kiss the heating space. “You enjoying that, pretty girl?”
I’m not sure how to convey just how much I’m enjoying what she’s doing to me. It’s as though with every round of flogging she’s driving me higher and higher, and at any point she could let go of the twisted elastic band that is my body and let me fly.
Nodding, I tip my head back.
“You’re doing so well. Can I touch your butt?”
The giggles start in the pit of my stomach. “Of course you can.”
Cold fingers skim across the curve of my ass. She’s only flogged me there a little, and something tells me she’s about to level up.
“Do you want something a little stingier?”
My head moves before my brain has a moment to catch up, but when it does, it wants more as well. “Please.” I’m breathy. There’s no point in looking into the darkness in front of me to find Thor. He’s probably behind me with everyone else, watching Phoenix leave her mark on my body.
