Page 84 of Sex Education


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Then, he moved the crop further down, tracing my inner thighs. He pulled it a couple of inches away from my skin, then smacked it against my clit. I threw my head back and moaned, the sensation like nothing I’d felt before.

“This doesn’t seem too much like a punishment,” Steven hummed, placing down the toy.

After picking up the flogger that had thick black leather strands attached to it, he stood behind me and gestured toward the class. “You need to be a good distance away from your partner so the tails of the flogger don’t whip around and smack her in front of her body. You should be connecting with her thighs or backside, like this …”

Suddenly, he whipped the flogger through the air and smacked it against my ass, not hard, but not softly either. I winced but took the smack easily. He paused for a moment, his gaze lifting to the side of my face.

“I suggest staying away from the kidney and spinal column area,” he continued.

Another smack, this one a bit harder.

“Count for me, Miss Monroe.”

“One,” I said.

He smacked it against my ass again.

“Two.”

Another smack, and heat began coursing through my body.

“Three.”

He grabbed my chin from behind. “Good girl.”

After setting down the toy, he picked up the next one—a paddle.

I wrapped my hands around the chains to brace myself for the pain. He stood behind me and smacked me harder than he had with the flogger. I yelped and jumped up in pain as my ass began stinging from the sensation.

When I didn’t say my safeword, he smacked me again and again in repeated succession. I gripped the chains even harder, my legs beginning to shake and my knees wobbly. He didn’t stop until my ass was hot and throbbing. Then, he placed it down on the table.

There was only one toy left, which was the electric shock rod.

And while everything up until now had been bearable, I stood with my wrists bound to chains that hung from the ceiling and my legs spread in complete fear. I had basically begged him for punishment, and now … now, I was scared.

Scared that I wouldn’t be able to take the shocks.

Scared that he’d leave me because I wasn’t good enough.

I had never been shocked like this before. How would it feel?

“It is completely safe to use as long as you’re using it correctly,” Steven said, picking up the electric shock rod and placing it a couple of centimeters from his forearm.

The shock echoed around the room. While he didn’t flinch, I did, and he hadn’t even touched me with it.

After giving the class a basic rundown on how to use the shock rod and then reiterating that they should consult a mentor before using the shock rod themselves, he walked over to me and smiled softly.

“Are you ready for your punishment, love?” he murmured in my ear.

“Yes,” I said without showing any kind of fear.

He moved behind me and gently placed one hand on my shoulder, and then my ass stung. I yelped and leaped into the air, heart pounding and backside aching already.

I squeezed my eyes closed, the pain not subsiding.

Another shock, and I whimpered again.

“If I’m hurting you, safeword,” he said, suddenly at my side instead of behind me.

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