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this all week, and would’ve been
disappointed if they’d gone home without his pushing their relationship to the
next step. However, now that it was here, she just wanted it to be over .
“There are ways to restrain your head and make sure
it stays out of the way. However, I’d like you to use your self-control to keep
the back of your head against the tile. Can you do that for me?”
Sam leaned her head back and found the position more
comfortable than hanging forward, but could she hold it during whatever tortures
he’d planned? She wasn’t sure. How to tell him she’d try? She tilted her head
sideways and lifted her shoulders, hoping to show him she wasn’t sure.
“Will you try?”
She nodded and he smiled. “Okay then. If you can’t,
we’ll restrain it.” He leaned forward and gave her a passionate kiss. “I really
hope you can hold it out of the way, though.”
He retrieved the flogger he’d used on her inner
thighs and turned to face her. “You still aren’t allowed any words.” He stepped
to the side of the shower wall and added, “I won’t be able to see the beach
while I’m flogging you this time, so you’ll need to be a lot quieter than you
were earlier.”
Ethan walked back to her and asked, “How are your
nipples?” as he leaned his head down and sucked her right nipple into his mouth.
Sam squealed and groaned as the suction stretched the bruised, aching, inflamed
skin, and then his tongue soothed it. He gave the same treatment to her left
nipple and smiled as he stood. “A little sore from earlier, I see.”
His face was stern as he held eye contact and said,
“I know they hurt already. I know what I’m about to do will be more than you
think you can handle, but I expect you to deal with it. Hold your head back,
keep as quiet as you can, and take what I give you. If you can’t hold your head
still I’ll handle that for you, but if you can’t be quiet then I’ll take you
inside and give you even more pain than you’ll receive out here.”
He kissed the tip of her nose. “Show me you want to
submit to whatever I give you. Trust I won’t injure them, even if it feels as if I’m shredding them.”
He backed up and flicked his wrist twice, and Sam
gave a quiet yelp as she realized just how bad this was going to hurt. He must
have seen the terror in her eyes, because he smiled and said, “Don’t look down.
Show me you don’t have to look at them to make sure they’re okay.”
His hand went into motion, and was a blur as he went
back and forth, left breast to right breast. Every lash struck the outside of
both breasts for a while, and then he switched the pattern so he struck the
insides, still alternating right and then left in a never-ending figure eight.
Sam didn’t breathe for a while as she tried to hold
her breath to keep from screaming, but when she finally had to draw in oxygen,
it was all she could do to keep from opening her mouth and bellowing at the top
of her lungs as she pushed the air out. She pulled with her arms and tried to
kick her legs, but her restraints held firm.
Her mouth and brain wanted her to scream Matte ,
so she held her breath again, determined to fully submit. She’d given herself
to him sexually, and this was what he demanded of her.
He stopped and stepped to her. “Breathe, Samantha.”
His fingers feathered across her cheek. “Come on. You’re doing great, but I
need you to breathe. If we were playing with breath control I’d have let you
breathe a long time ago.”
Sam drew in a breath and realized how lightheaded she
was. He watched her take a few breaths and stepped back to the refrigerator.
She wanted to refuse to drink, but knew it wouldn’t do any good, so she
accepted the straw and took a few sips. It wasn’t enough, and he insisted she
drink more.
He was so kind, so tender, and she drank as much as
he asked. She pursed her lips, boldly asking for a kiss, and her heart soared
when he leaned in and sealed his lips to
disappointed if they’d gone home without his pushing their relationship to the
next step. However, now that it was here, she just wanted it to be over .
“There are ways to restrain your head and make sure
it stays out of the way. However, I’d like you to use your self-control to keep
the back of your head against the tile. Can you do that for me?”
Sam leaned her head back and found the position more
comfortable than hanging forward, but could she hold it during whatever tortures
he’d planned? She wasn’t sure. How to tell him she’d try? She tilted her head
sideways and lifted her shoulders, hoping to show him she wasn’t sure.
“Will you try?”
She nodded and he smiled. “Okay then. If you can’t,
we’ll restrain it.” He leaned forward and gave her a passionate kiss. “I really
hope you can hold it out of the way, though.”
He retrieved the flogger he’d used on her inner
thighs and turned to face her. “You still aren’t allowed any words.” He stepped
to the side of the shower wall and added, “I won’t be able to see the beach
while I’m flogging you this time, so you’ll need to be a lot quieter than you
were earlier.”
Ethan walked back to her and asked, “How are your
nipples?” as he leaned his head down and sucked her right nipple into his mouth.
Sam squealed and groaned as the suction stretched the bruised, aching, inflamed
skin, and then his tongue soothed it. He gave the same treatment to her left
nipple and smiled as he stood. “A little sore from earlier, I see.”
His face was stern as he held eye contact and said,
“I know they hurt already. I know what I’m about to do will be more than you
think you can handle, but I expect you to deal with it. Hold your head back,
keep as quiet as you can, and take what I give you. If you can’t hold your head
still I’ll handle that for you, but if you can’t be quiet then I’ll take you
inside and give you even more pain than you’ll receive out here.”
He kissed the tip of her nose. “Show me you want to
submit to whatever I give you. Trust I won’t injure them, even if it feels as if I’m shredding them.”
He backed up and flicked his wrist twice, and Sam
gave a quiet yelp as she realized just how bad this was going to hurt. He must
have seen the terror in her eyes, because he smiled and said, “Don’t look down.
Show me you don’t have to look at them to make sure they’re okay.”
His hand went into motion, and was a blur as he went
back and forth, left breast to right breast. Every lash struck the outside of
both breasts for a while, and then he switched the pattern so he struck the
insides, still alternating right and then left in a never-ending figure eight.
Sam didn’t breathe for a while as she tried to hold
her breath to keep from screaming, but when she finally had to draw in oxygen,
it was all she could do to keep from opening her mouth and bellowing at the top
of her lungs as she pushed the air out. She pulled with her arms and tried to
kick her legs, but her restraints held firm.
Her mouth and brain wanted her to scream Matte ,
so she held her breath again, determined to fully submit. She’d given herself
to him sexually, and this was what he demanded of her.
He stopped and stepped to her. “Breathe, Samantha.”
His fingers feathered across her cheek. “Come on. You’re doing great, but I
need you to breathe. If we were playing with breath control I’d have let you
breathe a long time ago.”
Sam drew in a breath and realized how lightheaded she
was. He watched her take a few breaths and stepped back to the refrigerator.
She wanted to refuse to drink, but knew it wouldn’t do any good, so she
accepted the straw and took a few sips. It wasn’t enough, and he insisted she
drink more.
He was so kind, so tender, and she drank as much as
he asked. She pursed her lips, boldly asking for a kiss, and her heart soared
when he leaned in and sealed his lips to
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