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he
pulled away, pushing my legs open, using his mouth to stimulate me with the ice
cube. He used his tongue to push it inside me. I was numb.
    “I
can’t feel-“ Cash, shoving my panties into my mouth to gag me, interrupted me.
    “Be
quiet,” he warned. He began twisting and pulling my nipples, making the wax
that covered them flex and crack. I let out a muffled
moan. He reached beside the bed, picking up jingling clamps. I winced and
squirmed as he attached one to my nipple.
    “Too
much?” he asked. I nodded my head no.
    “Then
be still,” he cautioned. I tried to remain motionless as he set the other. He
gently tugged at the shiny metal chain connecting them.   He pulled out my makeshift gag and kissed
me, maintaining tension on the chain.
    He
reached down beside the bed again, this time bringing back a black leather
flogger. He dragged it across my neck, grazed each breast, and brushed it
lightly across my stomach. He raised it and let it crack back down on my hip. I
jumped. He tugged on the chain lying limply across my chest, and struck me
again. I twisted my hips down into the mattress. I was building to a completely
new plateau. There was no ball of light. There was only a raging fire that
burned hotter and hotter with every blow. I moaned with each strike, as I
wriggled in anticipation for the next. He reached up and untied my hands.
    “I
want you to hold yourself open. I’m going to strike you three times. If you
move your hands, or cover yourself, we have to start over. Do you understand?”
he asked, calmly. I nodded my head in agreement. “No, say, out loud, that you
understand,” he insisted.
    “I
understand,” I choked. I reached between my legs and spread open my lips with
my fingertips. He brushed the whip across my pussy, allowing the dangling
tendrils to tickle my glistening clit. He must have remembered my request to
tread lightly in this area, because he hit me very gently. It made me moan and
twist my pelvis. He hit me again, a little harder. I gasp. My legs are shaking.
Only one more. He reared back, and let the tool crack down on my delicate
flesh. I jerked my hands away, and used them to muffle my scream. Cash pulled
my hands away from my face and pinned them at my sides. He told me again not to
move. He inserted the handle of the flogger into me, rubbing my clit with his
thumb as he rocked it back and forth. My hands clenched the sheet below me. I’m
burning from the inside out. He tugged the chain attached to my nipples,
forcing me to pull myself upright. He used my hair to pull me off the bed,
making me stand in front of him, with the handle of the whip still inside me.
    He
pushed me to my knees. He stood before me, undid his belt, and pushed his pants
to the floor. He took out his cock, and rubbed the head across my lips,
covering it in what’s left of my crimson lipstick. I eagerly open them and take
him inside my mouth. He regained his grip on my hair, and used it to guide my
head along the length of his dick. I began to gag as he forced it down my
throat. He pulled out and forced me to stand. He put a hand on my hip and pushed
down on my head, making me bend over the side of the bed. He pulled the whip
out of my pussy, and laid a firm blow across my ass. He pushed down on the
small of my back and slid his cock between my lips, and pushed it inside me. He
smacked the whip across my back while he smacked his bare hand across my
backside. The fire inside me burned through the back of my eyeballs. I crashed
into orgasm hard and fast. Cash didn’t slow to catch my crests and waves; he
kept his own tempo, forcing me to experience it as he dictated. I screamed
myself hoarse as he fucked me raw. When my screaming turned to heavy breathing,
Cash moaned and slowed. I felt him pulse as he came inside me.  
    He
landed one more solid smack on my ass as he pulled away. I was shaking. I
couldn’t stop.
    ‘’How…
How do I take these off?” I stammered.
    “Here,
let me. Taking them off