A slight sob escaped from her lips....how could he be so cruel? She knew, he knew she wanted to come but he wasn't letting her. Her body was primed and he knew that it wouldn't take much to push her over the edge. He liked the feeling of power that he had over her. He loved the slight sob from her lips, knowing she was near...now she was ready. He went over to the bed and decided to dispense with the cane....tonight it would be the crop. He loved the way it felt in his hand and the way it felt at home there. He ran the flat edge of the tip over her back and then running it slowly over her buttocks, over the butt plug and traced a line down her thighs. Her body stiffened as she felt something on her back. It was cold. Then she felt it run over her cheeks and down her legs. "Oh my!", she thought "he is really going to do what he said over dinner!" The first stroke that whooshed in the air was really meant to give her a reminder as to why she was here. It was fairly light and he knew that to give her severe pain later he would have to build on it. The first few strokes were painful but nothing she couldn't cope with. In fact she was quite enjoying the sensations that it was giving her. He looked at his target...although he had only lightly whipped her he could already see faint welt lines across her skin. He marveled at the way her skin reacted to the crop. Time to apply more pressure he thought. With more resolve he brought it down slightly harder than before across the centre of her cheeks, he saw her body stiffen and a moan escaped from her mouth. Now that was better ... she now knew he had been just teasing her for things to come. He dealt another blow and this time an instant red welt appeared.
She was instantly alert. She had just got used to the light whipping when the last one was harder. She felt the stingy pain and then the glow afterwards. She let out a cry, the next one was even harder. She could feel her cheeks on fire, she would have to concentrate very hard if she were going to endure the beating that she knew he was going to give her. She stifled a sob as another ran over her crease where the cheek ends and her leg began. He was enjoying himself......it had been a full ten minutes of constant slow deliberate strokes. He stopped to survey his work and he twitched as he saw the sight that greeted him. She had seven or eight slight raised welts than ran across her cheeks and upper thighs but there were a few that really caught his eye. These were where he had applied more pressure. To his surprise even harder than he had intended but the sight of her bent over displayed to him made his mind and body race. These were bruised already.......high angry welts that looked very sore and he knew they would be. He ran his fingers over them and loved the way they felt. Her body and mind were on fire...her body tightened as she felt his hands across her cheeks. Tears were running down her face and she knew that there would be signs of her beating days perhaps weeks to come. She felt him kiss her buttocks and his lips felt cool compared to the heat her skin was radiating. "She had done well", he thought. It was time to let her rest while she got her strength up and for him to relax his arm. He took the butt plug out and he untied her arms and then her legs, she slumped to the floor. She looked broken. He decided to take her blindfold off..."Maybe a mistake" he had thought afterwards. She looked so lovely with her head bent and her hair falling around her face. He could see her cheeks were tear stained and for the first time he felt a bit guilty, perhaps he had gone too far. She raised her eyes and at once dismissed the thought of feeling sorry for her........her eyes were the deepest black he had ever seen. When she looked at him he could see the desire in her eyes and it was this moment his heart lurched. She still wanted him after all the punishment she had endured. He reached for her hand and drew her towards him. Her skin was hot to the touch and as she took her shoes off he looked deep into her eyes. Her lips were slightly apart and he knew at the moment he wanted to consume her. He placed his lips on hers and she responded to him instantly. A slow intense kiss that made his toes curl and is already hard cock harder still. He manoeuvered her towards the bed and gently placed her on the edge their mouths still entwined. He glanced at the clock 1am....Mmmmm still plenty of time...
He laid her down on the bed and told her to rest for a moment. Really it wasn't her who needed to rest but him to clear his mind. She had awakened all his desires in himself and he was fearful of losing control and that would never do. He poured another glass of Claret and took a long mouthful. He still had one or two things to do tonight and she clouded his mind. Those eyes would have to be blindfolded. He couldn't concentrate with her looking deep into his soul. She wondered why he had left her? Her skin had cooled now and goose bumps replaced the heat. But oh the fire still raged inside of her and all he had to do was touch her and she could fly. Fear crossed her face for an instant when she saw him retrieve the blindfold from the floor. Surely he wasn't going to beat her again. She shifted uncomfortably as the pain in her buttocks reminded her of his recent assault on them.