Dark Musings: 17
Anonymous
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Jeffery had carefully shown me all of the floggers before he
ordered me down. I felt the silky tails that would soon strike my
back and ass. He had asked me how I felt about each one, watching
carefully to make sure that I was not afraid of anything. Now, as I
lay there naked and helpless, waiting, I remembered each one of the
implements he had shown me.
I felt the first caress of the softest flogger, light, gentle. I
was surprised it was so gentle, and before long I was arching my
back, wanting more.
He struck my back, my ass, my thighs, and occasionally stopped to
run his fingers over my body, pressing them into my wet pussy,
pinching my nipples. He moved to successfully heavier floggers,
still stopping every once in a while to caress me.
It was incredible. I moaned and arched, wanting more, needing
more. Harder and harder he hit, and I loved it. It made me hot
and aching, and all I could think about was the sensation. At one
point, something incredible happened, and I knew what the great
endorphin rush everyone talks of is all about. I felt this
incredible floating feeling, but at the same time, everything was
hyper clear. The strokes of the flogger, the touch of his hands...
everything.
And then, I felt him kneel behind me. He dropped the flogger and
thrust himself into my waiting pussy. I nearly came just from his
entering me. He fucked me hard and fast, just the way I love it,
and when he finally let me come, I fractured into a thousand tiny
pieces.
Jeffery uncuffed me, and held me in his arms. He tenderly helped
me come down from the high I was feeling, and I knew that when I
looked at him, it must be with a great sense of wonder. The
flogging hadn't hurt.
I wouldn't call what I had just experienced pain at all. I mean,
yes, I suppose if you want to dissect it, it hurt--but not in the
way I had expected. I had finally experienced the famous sting vs.
thud. I loved thud!
I can't say enough about how fulfilling it was to be flogged and
then fucked in the way he had done it. I know that no matter how
long I am involved in BDSM, and no matter what other thrills await,
I shall always remember with love, what happened in that room with
him.
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