The Taking of Khaera (private)

[Sir_G]

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...