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“Really, sub?”
“Yes, Master Spider.” Now electrified with anticipation, a hot spasm tore into her loins to rip open a seam bulging with lust when she felt the hiss of his whispered words light her up.
“Good. I know you want it hard and hot, right?”
“Oh, yes, Master Spider. Pleasure with a dose of pain so profound, it will blow my mind.”
“I assume you listened to what I said earlier and know what to expect?”
Vanya didn’t blame him for checking with her again. Everyone at the club knew she was very selective with who she played. More so, unless she could control the scene and the Dom, she wasn’t interested. Although she had loved tipping the scales into a certain level of masochism with Andrei in the past, it wasn’t her preference, so she never indulged in such scenes. Sadist Doms were the kind she resolutely avoided.
“Yes, Sir. I’m ready. Whip me hard.”
“Hold tight. We’re about to start, but first, I’m going to give you a light flogging to bring the blood to the surface and heat your skin. We don’t want to leave any bruises, right?”
“To the contrary, Master Spider. I wouldn’t mind bruises. Lots of them.” Her voice lowered. “A cut or three would be even better.” When he didn’t respond, she looked at him over her shoulder. “So, why waste time heating my skin? Just let it rip.”
“Interesting,” he murmured as he watched her with darkening eyes. “I might be a sadist, Vanya, but I am first and foremost a Dom. You are not going to control this scene. It will be done my way or not at all. Is that understood?”
“Yes, Sir. I apologize for my forwardness.”
“Even though I’m a sadist, I refuse to push you past your own level of endurance, no matter how much you beg me to. I’ve been a Dom long enough to know that what you’re after isn’t pain to achieve utmost pleasure. You’re after brutal punishment. If it was justified as part of a club misdemeanor, I would gladly comply, but now, here, as an erotic whipping, although I can promise you mind-blowing pain, I will know when you’ve reached your limit before you do. I won’t push you too much past that point. Knowing that, do you still wish me to continue?”
Master Spider brushed his hands over her hips and traced her breasts as he spoke. Vanya relaxed as a wave of heat flushed through her veins. She leaned against his chest as he rolled her nipples between his fingers.
“Oohmm, yes, Master Spider. I do. Let’s continue.”
He stepped back and started hitting her with smooth strokes against her skin. She shivered as he added soft brushes with his palm in the wake of every strike, awakening her nerve endings more with his sensual touch. The intensity of the strokes increased, steadily becoming a burning sting.
“Ah, yesss,” Vanya hissed as she slowly relaxed into each kiss of the leather against her skin.
“That should do it.”
“Ohh,” Vanya moaned as he brushed his hands all over her back and buttocks, then slowly ran a finger between her labia.
“Hm, I see someone is getting a little excited already. You shouldn’t relax this quickly, my pet. Believe me, you would do well to wait to release the tension until the pain becomes too much to bear. That’s when you’ll experience the best rush of pleasure.”
That said, he tossed the flogger to the club coordinator and picked up his single tail whip. Vanya breathed in deeply as she studied the tool in his hand. The rolled leather strap started wide at the end of the short handle and ended in a flexible piece of nylon cracker cord. She knew it was a high-impact tool since it looked similar to the one Andrei always used. With it, a Dom could control how much or little pain he wanted to deliver.
“Now, the real fun starts.” Suddenly, Master Spider’s demeanor changed as he rolled his shoulders and snapped the tail in rapid succession several times while he closely watched her. The sadist was ready to step into play. For the first time since she had walked into the club, Vanya wasn’t sure if she was truly ready for this. Her emotions were in such turmoil that she didn’t know her own mind half of the time. Perhaps coming here had been a mistake.
Grow some balls, Vanya. You know why you came here.
Yes, I know, but I’ve never done a masochistic schene with anyone but Andrei.
Forget the bastard. It’s because of him that we’re here. So, either grow some steel nuts or run.
I’m not running.
Then stop fucking crying about what you’re doing and take the whip.
Regardless of the pep talk, as unrewarding as it was, Vanya flinched with each sharp crack behind her.
“Oh,” she gasped as the tip of the whip struck. Her body jerked, even though it was no more than a whisper against her skin.
“What is this?” Master Spider approached her and frowned darkly. “You’re as tense as a vanilla sub receiving her first whipping.”
Vanya forced her muscles to relax but couldn’t stop chewing on her lip. He fisted his fingers in her hair and forced her to look at him.
