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Melissa placed a sharper, resounding swat on the across the center of both cheeks, before beginning to pat once more. “I can see you’ve not had enough attention, young lady! I’m going to make sure you don’t sit comfortable tomorrow!”
Melissa’s voice was firm and husky from arousal making it even sexier than normal. It caused Sarah to shiver a bit, but she was suddenly distracted as she felt Melissa’s hand travel back between her thighs and tease her sensitive flesh. She whimpered; the fire below almost instantly reigniting.
Sarah began pushing back, trying to gain more contact before Melissa pulled her hand away again, only to be interrupted by Melissa’s scold. “Not yet, little brat. Up you go and over the end of the bed.”
Sarah whined as she felt Melissa’s hands on her hips, helping her stand. She was still a little shaky from pleasure and had to pause as Melissa stood and stepped closer to her. Melissa’s hand cupped Sarah’s face before she leaned down and placed a gentle kiss to her lips. She continued kissing for a long moment as her hands gently fell from Sarah’s face and started to roam over Sarah’s chest. Soon, both sets of hands were liberally exploring each other’s soft curves; caressing, pinching, and groping as tongues began to intertwine.
Sarah’s administrations started to head south, but when she reached Melissa’s center, Melissa caught her hand. “I don’t think so. We’re not done with you yet, miss.”
“Oh come on, Mel. I want to make you whither and squirm too.”
Melissa gave Sarah a crooked smile before turning her around and swatting her over the edge of the bed. Forced on her belly, Sarah couldn’t help but pout. Melissa wasn’t playing fair tonight. She crossed her arms, tucking her head in them and shifted from foot to foot as she realized that something wasn’t right. Melissa was too quiet and suddenly being bent over the bed felt awkward and exposed.
“Turn around and you’ll regret it, young lady,” Melissa warned, startling Sarah as she snapped her head back to the front. She shifted her hips, this time feeling not exposed or awkward but again aroused. That tone, that threat, the way that Melissa had total control over her was causing goosebumps to rise on her arm.
Sarah was so focused on the tingling in her lower regions, that she was again startled. This time it was by a small cool bit of leather that Melissa was teasing her bottom with. Melissa rubbed to the right, then the left, and then suddenly it left her backside only to come back down with a sharp crack and a sting.
“Ouch!” Sarah grunted and then practically danced as the bit of leather was turned on end and traced along the inside of her cheeks, past per darkest hole and sensitive inner thigh.
“How do you like my new toy?” Melissa teased, using it to kiss Sarah’s cheek again with another sharp crack. “I picked it up last week at the feed supply store.”
Sarah’s brow knit together for a moment before she smiled, remembering a conversation they’d had just last week about leather and things they’d both been curious about. “It is a crop? It’s interesting.”
“Mmhmm,” Melissa acknowledged as she tapped the leather lightly against wetness. “I’m going to make you squirt before you come again, Sarahbelle.”
Melissa’s words made Sarah squirm. She jumped again as Melissa surprised her with yet another sensation. Without warning, Melissa leaned down and rubbed an egg-shaped device along Sarah’s entrance. It was already on, humming slowly and torturing Sarah with every electronic wave.
Sarah couldn’t help gasping and tensing as Melissa teased her lips and then slowly inserted it, pressing it against her button and making Sarah writhe in anticipation. “Mel… I’m… I’m not going… to last,” Sarah whined as her pink bottom moved up and down.
“Oh, you will last as long as I say you will, Sarahbell, or I’ll really punish you,” Melissa whispered almost daring her to go over the edge before she struck her with the crop her again. One stingy lick was followed quickly by another, each leaving a tiny red kiss on Sarah’s already tender flesh.
The renewed pain coupled with the constant vibrations caused Sarah to moan into the bed. She gripped the sheets tightly as Melissa trailed the small vibrator down to her clit and held it teasingly in place.
“Hold this baby. I’m going to need my hand,” Melissa directed.
Obeintianly, Sarah’s hand snuck under her body and down between her thighs to the magical egg. Her fingers briefly mingled with Melissa as Melissa let go her hold on the toy and Sarah took over.
“Don’t you even think about turning the speed up either, young lady!” Melissa threatened. The warning was quickly rewarded as Melissa switched the crop back to her right hand and gave Sarah a quick pop along her right thigh, leaving a distinctive pink mark. The lick stung, and Sarah found herself again writhing. One hand was focused on keeping the toy just in that right spot and the other still tightly gripping the bed sheet. Her backside was shamelessly stuck up in the air, and her breasts pressed uncomfortably against the mattress, but all Sarah could focus on was the humming between her legs and the occasional sting of her lover’s crop.
Sarah was lost between a world of pleasure and pain, which only fueled her desire. She wanted to come and needed to come, but Melissa’s warning kept her on edge. It almost made it worse. She’d take a strapping or switching in trade releasing her pleasure, but disappointing Melissa would be too high a price. Her lover was holding her back, but at the same time, Sarah knew that Melissa was only doing so to make the pleasure more intense.
Almost as if on cue, Melissa pulled the crop back and began to paint Sarah’s bottom with more splotches or red. She liberally covered both cheeks, her sit spots, even occasionally kissed her thighs. She was slow but rhythmic and as the pain increased, Sarah danced over the edge of the bed and moaned with ever lick laid on her bottom.
Sarah’s bottom was throbbing as were her inner folds. Her movements became more frantic as her hand pressed harder into her own body. “Please Melissa, please no more… I need too… I must,” Sarah begged.
Melissa answered her by redoubling her efforts with the crop. It struck lower, narrowing its interests on her lower cheeks. Sarah squealed and bucked, but she also held on tightly to her egg. She was almost there and wasn’t about to give up now. “Please Melissa,” she begged again, almost in a whisper. “I’m going to explode.”
“Not yet, bell. In fact, I’m going to count down from 30. When I get there, then you may let go,” finally Melissa assured her.
Sarah found herself nodding into the mattress. She needed that count down, she wanted it. The egg wasn’t just buzzing anymore, but getting hot. It was almost uncomfortable, but its job wasn’t done yet. Neither was Melissa’s attention to her backside as she felt her lover’s palm rub back and forth across her swollen cheeks.
“Thirty,” Melissa started, giving Sarah a medium pop with her palm. Sarah grunted, squirmed, and tried to keep focus. “Twenty-nine,” Melissa then said, with another pop.
Sarah whimpered, wiggling her backside and wishing that Melissa would just hurry up. The next twenty-eight counts was surely going to kill her.
