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flinched as the flogger connected the now pinking ass
bared by the thong.   “The tresses or
tails of the flogger are made of deer or moose hide and even suede. These are
considered far safer than some of the crazier materials out there like chain,
plastic tubes and reptile skin. Besides, this is more about bringing her into
focus with her senses and her body. She becomes more in touch with her
surroundings with that blindfold, as her taste, touch, and sound are enhanced
by the deprivation of sight.”
    “Besides,
both the dominant males and the submissive female have certain rules that keep
everyone not only comfortable, but safe,” Jason added, also leaning close to
speak low in her ear so as not to disturb the other patrons. “Safe words, which
end the scene immediately, are put in place from the start.”
    “Safe
words?” Bea asked curiously, unable to tear her eyes away from the waitress’s
body as her ass was growing decidedly purple from the thuds of the flogger,
which seemed to have up to twenty or more tails. Suddenly, one of the Doms
pushed her legs wider apart and this time, the other Dom was able to lash
straight at the pink, tender flesh of pussy in between the ass cheeks. The girl
could be heard to scream more in arousal than pain.
    “Yes;
safe words,” Jason echoed with a small, teasing yet predatory smile. “We might
need some later so I’ll teach you more about them.”
    Huh?
What? Bea thought, sending him a quick, confused and very hot-faced glance. But
before she could reply, Ryan told her softly, “Bea…look. The flogging has
stopped.”
    Turning
quickly to the platform again, she saw that indeed, the flogging had ended but
the girl was still on her knees with her face in the mattress. By now she
seemed to be writhing her whole flushed body from pleasure. There were long
marks on the back of her thighs, her ass and across her pussy lips where the
whip had flicked.
    The Dom
who had been watching and commanding her as the other Dom whipped her, warned
her that she wasn’t allowed to come, not unless given permission. When the girl
hesitated, the other Dom gave her snatch a smack, this time with his hand. His
own voice had steel in it when he asked her this time, ”Do you understand,
pet?”
    Yes, master , she replied on a
whimper of ecstasy.
    This
was when the Dom with the whip now stroked her pussy, finding it wet. The sound
echoed in the room; those sloshing noises his fingers encountered when he
finger-fucked her. The next minute, he withdrew those fingers and made her lick
them.
    And
then, right before the public, he took the flogger in his hand but this time,
with the handle facing her pussy. Bea’s eyes widened as she noted that the handle
was made of some kind of metal with a round knob at the end and notches along
the 7-inch length.
    Uh oh,
Bea thought, her knees closing together as she watched the Dom use the long
thin knob to fuck in and out of the girl’s pussy. In the meantime, the other
Dom had retrieved a vibrator from the drawer and now placed it against the
moaning girl’s clit. She was shuddering and moaning, being shafted by the
handle, as the buzzing vibrator stimulated her clit.
    Despite
screaming with pleasure she was reminded not to come. Just when Bea thought the
sensations would have become unbearable for the woman, she heard the Dom with
the vibrator give the command that she could come after the count of ten. Bea
heard the Dom count to ten so slowly it seemed like forever, and she seemed to
be holding her breath till the final count, and Bea watched with her lips
parted as the girl began to convulse with bliss.
    It
looked like she wouldn’t stop coming. She came and came as the room burst with
wild applause. Swallowing, Bea reached instinctively for a drink on the table,
not even sure when it had been ordered or served. She was glad to find it was
cool and non-alcoholic, something like soda. She definitely needed cooling off
after that show.
    If she
was honest,