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couldn’t see his expression, but I suddenly
felt the crop between my legs. I so badly wanted to grind against it, but with
the spreader bar I couldn’t move at all. “Hmm, it doesn’t seem like you want me
to stop, do you, Jennifer?”
      “Oh, no Sir, please don’t stop.” I begged
and heard him laugh. And then he started swatting my ass, hard. It was still a
little sore from the earlier spanking, but this pain was sharper. He swatted
and swatted, over and over again, my body started swaying, the pain was
becoming so intense, but the more he did it the more it also became
pleasurable.
      “Stay still, Jennifer.” He said and I
straightened up. He came around to my side and with his left hand started
rubbing my stinging ass, and with his right hand wielding the crop, he started
his assault on my nipples. Swat! Swat! Swat! Back and forth from breast to
breast, oh, this pain was exquisite. It hurt but then the minute it started to
dissipate I wanted more. I must have unconsciously arched my back into it, as
if I could have willed him to hit me more. By now, my pussy was throbbing,
aching to be touched. I knew I was moaning but it was so unconscious it was
almost as if the sounds were coming from someone else.
    As if he could
read my mind he started alternating between swatting each breast and my mound.
The first time the tip of the crop came down on my clit I thought I was going
to explode. He kept at it, nipple, nipple, clit, over and over. I was writhing
with the pain and pleasure, unable to do anything about it. It just kept
building and building and building as he switched to now just hitting my pussy,
alternating the rhythm so that I couldn’t predict when the next blow would
land. And each time it landed I thought if it could just stay there longer, if
the pressure could just last longer, I could come.
    Suddenly I
felt his hand on my pussy, I knew I was drenched, and I wanted to beg so much,
but I was afraid if I said anything, if I asked, he’d just prolong the agony
longer. Plus, I’m not so sure I could have even formed words at that point. I
felt somehow in a weird limbo, like I was observing myself from outside my
body.
    He started
rubbing my clit as he inserted his fingers and I moaned. It felt so good to
have something inside me, but after that onslaught and with the spreader bar,
his fingers weren’t enough. He kept up the frustrating rhythm of circling my
clit and sliding now three fingers inside me. Finally, I heard his zipper and
in one hard, deep thrust he filled me and I exploded around him. Oh my God, he
was so huge, as he kept pumping and pumping me, my orgasm kept rolling and
rolling, as I kept moaning and moaning. I wanted to wrap my legs around him,
but the damn spreader bar, not that I was complaining as he continued to fuck
me harder and harder. “Come for me again, Jennifer, come now.” He gritted out
as he latched his teeth onto my painfully sensitive nipple making me scream out
and quiver again as I shuddered all over him which finally brought his release,
bringing with it a low growl as he pumped every last drop inside me.
    His arm was
wrapped around my waist and we stood there for a moment, collecting our
breaths. I looked up at him through lazy, heavy eyes, and he looked down and
smiled, then leaned in and kissed me. He slowly slid out of me, and I whimpered
and then felt his cum start dripping down my legs. He reached up, unfastening
my cuffs from the ceiling straps, and then releasing the spreader bar, scooped
me up and carried me over to the bed. I didn’t say anything as we lay there
spooning, both exhausted. I don’t know how long we lay like that until finally,
he spoke while massaging my arms.
      “Now, little bird, do you see why I made
you wait?” I could hear the smile as he spoke.
      “Yes, Sir. Thank you. I’ve never
experienced anything like that before, ever.”
      “Good, I’m glad that I could be the first
to pleasure you like that.” He said and then