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went through her at
the thought that she was really doing this, really doing it with
Zach. So far everything had been amazing.
    He stopped to take a few pictures and it made
her ache even more between her thighs. Something about it felt so
naughty—she loved it.
    After he set down the camera, he came toward
her with a flogger.
    Her anticipation turned to nervousness. Yes,
she was really doing this and about to get flogged.
    “I want to see you pink.” When he reached
her, he started caressing her body with the flogger’s strips of
soft leather. “Just for me.”
     
     

Chapter 8
     
     
    Christy shivered from the erotic sensation of
Zach teasing her with the flogger, as she stood bent over and
secured for him to do what he wanted to with her.
    He went in front of her and crouched again so
that she could see his face. “I told you there would be
consequences for not obeying me immediately. Now you will be
reminded so that you never do it again.”
    Zach started using the flogger on her in a
way that told her he knew really well what he was doing. At first
it didn’t feel bad at all. But then after he concentrated on one
area for a bit it started to burn and sting. A part of her thought
how interesting that the pain turned into pleasure when he stopped
flogging one part of her. But then he started it all over again on
another part of her body and it stung and burned like crazy.
    Tears wet her eyes from the harsh sting all
over her backside, but she was also excited beyond what she had
imagined.
    “Good girl.” When he was finished, he tossed
aside the flogger running his hands over her body that felt hot
everywhere a strap had touched. Then he slipped his fingers into
her folds.
    She caught her breath and squirmed against
his hand, wanting him to continue. It felt so good. She was so
sensitive, so close…
    “That’s enough.” He moved his hand away and
stopped touching her clit. “If you thought the flogger was bad,
that’s nothing compared to what I’ll do if you come before I say
you can.”
    A niggling of fear crept in, but she pushed
it aside.
    He took her out of the stocks. She felt
relief that she was no longer stretched out and secured so tightly.
He left the butt plug, the harness holding it in snugly. She could
feel the continued pressure.
    “How do you like it?” he asked after he
removed the ring gag.
    “I’ve never been so excited.” She found it
hard to explain how amazing it had been so far. “I love it. It’s
better than I ever imagined.”
    He kissed her long and slow and she sighed as
he stepped back and walked to the drawers.
    As she waited, he retrieved the same leather
ankle and wrist cuffs that he had used on her last night, as well
as a ball gag, and he returned. The rings on the cuffs jingled as
he put them on her.
    From inserting the new gag to putting on her
cuffs, everything he did was sensual and slow, heightening her
arousal that mixed with the small amount of fear she was
experiencing.
    Next he retrieved a thick leather collar with
O-rings on it and secured that around her neck. She thought about
all of the women she had seen and what had been done to them, and
how much she had wanted to try those things. She was finally
getting her wish. And she was getting it with Zach.
    “How are you doing?” He moved in front of her
and palmed her breasts, then pinched her nipples that still had the
nipple nooses on them.
    With the ball gag in, all she could do was
wince and nod.
    “On your knees on the mat.” He guided her
down, keeping her from falling as he did so. “Now lean forward so
that you are on your shoulders, knees under you.” He helped her so
she would not fall forward. “Put your arms between your legs.”
    She wasn’t sure what he meant but he helped
her, having her lean forward so that she was on her haunches, her
face to the mat, and her arms between her legs. He took off the
lock that had held the two cuffs together, freeing her for a
moment.
    But then he said,