The Taking of Khaera (private)

Khaera tilted her head to press her temple to her raised arm, soaking in the delectable sensations roused by his fingertips over the tips of her nipples. Within her mind she was struggling with herself, every thought tainted by this burning need that grew with every tender caress. Gratefully she received his tongue, curling her own against it and sucking it into her mouth as his hand slid between her thighs, fingers running against her nether lips and near causing her to whimper.

Every touch.. soft and gentle against her silken bronze skin, bringing a slow tremor through her muscles as her lips grew moist with hunger. Even as they kissed, her breathing quickened for but a moment almost wanting to plead for release..

As his hands moved further to remove the last of her garments, she took a deep yet silent breath. Her bangs kissed her temples while she hung before Ash, her tresses hanging lazily against her curved bare back. With the satin peeing away from her thick strong legs, she could only wait, caught in the moment.. until the clothing fell to her ankles for Ash to remove.

She could hear him speak, and looked up to him slowly. It was the deciding moment… and though part of her mind still wished for her to turn away, she knew that inside her heart this was what she truly desired.. She needed him now, as she had never needed any man. It was clear to her now, this was not just about pleasure... it was also about commitment.

Khaera nodded gently, partly smiling. “Yea.”

Three simple letters that formed a word "Yea". A word that sent a rush of endorphins through Ash's mind and body. The relief and desire he felt threatened to overwhelm him but he held his composure and smiled. He looked into her eyes, two pools that showed her need, her trust and her fear. He projected all the the emotion he was feeling into her mind. He closed the gap between them, again ran his hands over her body, sliding his hand down her flat belly to her clit, his finger finding it and tracing a circle around that nubbin of delight, gently flicking it and teasing it. He squeezed her breasts together and licked and sucked her hard nipples, stepping back to take up the single tail to begin her initiation into the delights of pleasure and pain.

He circled her twice letting her see the whip as he shook it out to its full length. He was expert with this tool and he mentally measured the distance he needed to ensure it would impact exactly where it should. He would begin slowly gradually building the force that it impacted her body with, it would also allow her to adjust to the sensation it gave. He had decided to start with her ass and he stood behind her and made his first throw. The whip snaked through the air and wrapped around her hips, the last twelve inches or so impacting across her firm ass cheeks with a slapping sound that was much worse than the actual sensation it inflicted. As it withdrew, its leather rasped across her hips and pubic mound. It still left a scarlet line on her white flesh that Ash noted appreciatively.

He drew back the whip again and sent it snaking in the same direction but directing it precisely so that it impacted just below the previous line. It impacted with same slapping sound but was just perceptibly harder. He moved to her and ran his hands over the globes that formed her ass, running his finger down the crevice where they met. He pulled her hips back towards him and those glorious cheeks opened to reveal the entrance to her passage. He held her there and bent so that his tongue could trace the two scarlet lines and then follow her crevice till it reached the rose bud entrance to her ass. He tongued it lightly and stepped back to resume the whipping...........

The caress quickly persuaded her to kindly widen her lovely thighs, a movement made almost unconsciously enough that it surprised the girl herself. Her impassioned body tightened while the flickers of pleasure ascended through her muscles from his toying, carefully biting her tongue that she would not cry out. With a slight tremble she relaxed against the man’s palm, relishing the sensations brought over the little nub with a gentle moan.

Her hands clasped the hanging rope that resolutely clung to her delicate wrists as his warm lips locked over the peak of her nipple, she to take a breath and push her breasts into his hands. Knowing the rope would hold her fast she pulled on it, feeling starved as his touch left her again.

Khaera's eyes locked to his then casually trailed to the leather lash that was now poised in his grip. She grew more conscious of her body as he circled her, inciting a feeling of vulnerability that became prevalent in her mind, bare and exposed. As though she could see him perfectly behind her, she closed her eyes.. a moment that seemed to tarry for hours as she waited for the blow to crack over her rounded behind.

A shot of pain flashed through her body, burning across her waist and snapping over her rear. Her eyes slowly opened as she set her jaw. It came again, with more muscle than before and cracking again on her reddening tanned skin as the heat from the marks warmed up her body. When she felt his hands, she breathed slowly, bending her back and sighing as the hotness of his tongue glided against her taut skin. Feeling feverish and confused, she wondered what she'd gotten herself into-

The bite of the leather broke over Khaera's backside, forcing the breathe out of her lungs. The strokes blazed against the long thin welts that tainted her flesh, the pain welcoming her with a numbing burn. Gripping the rope tighter, she grunted and clenched her teeth as each blow sent a shudder through her aching figure.

Ash delivered fifteen moderate lashes to Kharea's wonderful ass, thrilling to the view as each one impacted those firm ass cheeks causing them to quiver and shake. He paused again to walk up and soothingly rub the raised welts on her now tender skin. He kissed her neck as he did so and tongued her ears, whispering how brave she was and how good she looked. He told her it was time for her first orgasm and his hands found their way around her body as he pressed his erection up against her tortured ass. He reached down sliding his hands over her hips and spread her pouting lips that were covered in honey dew and manipulated her nubbin with a finger and worked his way back up and sqeezed her breasts together tantalising her nipples.

He moved around to stand before her. He removed the leather pants he was wearing and let her see his body, now completely naked his hardness and excitement was obvious. He knealt and her pubic mound was almost level with his face, he kissed her stomach tracing the red lines from the initial whipping with his tongue, soothing them and moved down and licked up the length of her slit breathing in her heady aroma. He licked and flicked her clit with his tongue occasionally thrusting it as far up her as he could in that limiting position and he felt her responding............

Her chest heaved as the thrashes began to come to a halt, her behind throbbing so acutely that tears near formed in the corners of her eyes when she winced. She stiffened under his palms, the hotness of the abrasions tormenting her as Ash sought to comfort her aching body. Khaera welcomed his kiss, cherishing its tenderness and trembling softly with his kind whispers. The carnal hunger in her was enough to drive Khaera to pleading as the bulged mound pressed between her curved cheeks, more so as he toyed her clit and sensitive poised nipples. She gasped once, imploring as she whispered, “Please..”

She looked to the floor as he moved around to face her, she could only gaze at the hardened phallus and at once imagined the thing impaling her supple figure. Her eyes met his with need, relaxing as Ash lowered himself before her.

With her legs still spread to him, her heart quickened as his lips grazed her marks, remotely embarrassed though the feeling could almost fade in her deep craving. The sweep of his delightfully rough tongue drew her hips forward against his mouth, grunting and biting her tongue lightly against the uprising pleasure. The stroke of his tongue over the nub spiked a sharp rising pleasure, releasing a low guttural moan..

He circled his tongue around her clit still licking as he lifted her and threw her legs over his shoulders supporting her weight causing her to use her bonds to balance there. He sucked her nubbin between his teeth, nibbling it gently and thrust his tongue deeply into her gushing furnace, the guttural moan he heard spurring him on. As he did this he reached up to her breasts and pinched her erect nipples and pulled them causing her to arch her back as he lifted them away from her chest.

Sensing she may be close to climax he gently eased her down. An orgasm would be earned and he felt she needed to experience the ecstacy that pain could bring to her world. He looked into her eyes connecting with the need and the carnal hunger and gave her mound five quick slaps, inserting two fingers inside her and withdrew them quickly.

He moved back and took up the whip. Her breasts moved up and down as she sucked in the air. He moved into position so the whip would curl around her back, impacting that tender flesh. His first toss did just that, impacting across her nipples, leaving an angry red line. He gave her two more, one impacting an inch lower and the next an inch above the first, such was his skill with the whip. He moved to her again and ran his tongue along those lines, cupping her breasts and fingering her nipples.

He moved back again resolving to make her count the next seven.

"Seven to come Khaera and I want you to count each one out loud." He said in a voice that commanded obedience.

The whip arced towards her, cutting through the air...

This need… it was growing unbearable, her flesh constricting against his fingers as he withdrew them, her juices leaving them slick with her cum. She gasped. The pain, the hunger, the pleasure, all merging into one overwhelming feeling that made her feel more alive than she ever had. Yet for all the marks he bore her, it was… enthralling.

As his whip snaked around her breasts, her body went rigid, nipples poised and hot under the lash, she grunted, standing her ground and taking what she could. Her lips quivering as she withheld a sob, she wanted to show him… show him that she could stand it… Her breath was snatched away as the leather broke once more over the soft flesh, her nipples throbbing. Once more, it snapped across her breasts, the impact causing a burn that roused a shriek.

Seven? She breathed, nipples burning still, chest heaving. This number was her only thought before the whip did fly. A crack that landed thick and fast over her already flushed bottom, and bringing with it, a needle-like sting.

“One.” She forced out the word as though she couldn’t breathe, and was swiftly rewarded with a second. More dire than the first, how she would manage to get to seven, was beyond her.

“Two.” The pain brought on with it, an epiphany, as hot as the leather that struck her once more…

“Three!” It burned up her body with a ferocity she had never experienced, but there was more than pain there… Could it be? Snap!!

“Four!” She knew the answer was there in her mind, but she couldn’t think… this was maddening, a kind of hypnotic frenzy.. Her thoughts interrupted again by the hellish sting.

“Five!!” It no longer stung as badly, her bottom was reddened and numb… but this other feeling remained, a feeling that maybe.. Thwwaack!

“Six!!” As she uttered the word her eyes flashed open. It was clear now, and as the whip cracked the final time, she understood.

“Seven!!!” She gasped out at the final blow. She needed it. It was as clear as the nectar that streaked down her thigh, or as the welts on her ripened behind. She wanted it, she wanted all that she could handle and more.

“Seven..” Khaera repeated softly, chest rising and falling with low quick breaths. The burning sending a tremble up her sore flesh, but body ached, the pain was ever sweet…