Cornelia didn't give the girl more than a few seconds to get used to the pain before the whip painted another lash, opposite the first, marking a beautiful X on the woman's back. The clicking heels returned again, a gentle hand finding Rosemary's cheek. "Good girl." She teased as her fingers trailed gently down Rosemary's neck, "Yellow? Red?" She asked, knowing it could be hard for someone like Rosemary to call a scene off by herself, even if she needed it desperately.
A second strike and another scream. The second lash seemed even more painful and tears welled in Rosemary's eyes as she gasped out. "Two," she could feel the burning X running down her back and she gasped and clenched her upper arms harder, still her pussy wouldnt stop dripping and she couldnt deny that under the pain, she felt the pleasure as well. She heard Cornelia move toward her and a gentle touch on her cheek made her shudder as the older woman asked if she needed to stop or slow down. Rosemary took several deep breaths before she moved. Looking up at the Domme, a mischievous glint in her eyes, behind the tears, and a smile on her face Rosemary said only one word. "Green."
Cornelia felt her mask break for a second, her heart skipped a beat as the naughty eyes connected with hers, she could tell she'd allowed Rosemary to see a less than dominant face for a moment, impressed, surprised and even blushing a little. She smiled, "You're something else, pet." She grabbed the woman's hair and corrected her position, the clicks once again leaving the woman, "Correct your hair." She ordered, her back still turned to the woman. "Call out the numbers louder. I want the neighbors to hear you squeal like an animal!" She gave Rosemary just enough time to get her hair out of the way, the whip coming dangerously close to catching the woman's hands which were collecting the hair.
The Domme mask had slipped just a bit, but that was ok. Rosemary didn't mind, in fact she had liked that Miss Kruger was willing to check on her, to see if she was ok. It meant something to Rosemary, it meant that there was care involved. Sure the whip hurt, it was probably the worst pain she had felt from a whip, though Miss Krugers skill and care made it so that the damage was almost non existent. But in six hours she had shown more care than Don had shown in the last three months of their relationship.
Hastily Rosemary grabbed at her hair. She only just barely registered the whistle of the whip through the air before it struck across her back only an inch from where her hand was. Rosemary's hands clenched and her arms jerked down involuntarily, pulling on her hair and making her crash to the floor as she screamed. "T-Three," her voice was loud enough for everyone to hear but the tears running down were face could be heard in her voice. And yet, Rosemary was closer to an orgasm than she had been for...well for a while. She struggled to kneel and let go of her hair, now draped once more over her right shoulder.
"You're doing so well." Cornelia's voice was a whisper, only for Rosemary to hear. She could tell the girl was responding well to being humiliated, but equally well to being encouraged. She'd have to explore different scenes with her, see how she was in purely one or the other. Cornelia paused at the thought, going quiet. She had been playing with a few different girls for the last months, she'd had fun, but she didn't remember a single time where she was thinking like this. Thinking about the next scenes. Her eyes scanned the room for a moment, looking for a face in the crowd which obviously wasn't there, they'd made a deal, split the club between them like a child in a divorce. This was her day to have it, and her previous sub was at least decent at following orders.
The Domme took a deep breath, re-centering herself. She'd left Rosemary waiting for a torturous minute or so. She might have done so anyway, but... she'd still surprised herself. "You've done well, pet. It's rare I get to play with such a slutty little masochist." She grinned, not feeling the words before they left her mouth but after they did it felt like they breathed new life into her. "I can tell my friends think so as well." Cornelia brought Rosemary's attention to the crowd around her once again, ravenous eyes on her, sex acts performed between people both looking at her rather than each other. She'd set a fire through the club, and now it seemed all eyes had come to her, the music barely audible and not a sound in the room, quiet, except for Cornelia's powerful voice, and Rosemary's gentle trembling whimpers. Cornelia brought the whip down again while the girl was starting to realize the effect she'd had on the audience, swinging it around and doing another lash almost in the same motion, forming another X on Rosemary's back.
Rosemary's attention was brought up to the members of the club and she stared in shock as she saw those watching them, some performing their own sexual acts but all eyes in the area were on her and Miss Kruger, hell it even sounded as though the music had been turned down to watch this. Then there was the bald sub again, the other sub with her was busy pleasuring their Mistress but she was staring right at Rosemary as she fingered herself. Rosemary caught the glint of big fat metal rings looped through the other woman's labia lips and she felt herself lick her lips, wondering what that would feel like.
She was so distracted that she didnt even hear the whip before it hit her and she was screaming again, her nail's digging into her arms as her head hit the floor again and another strike crossed her back in another lash. Her hands let go of her arms and clenched at the wooden stage. She was so dazed, so aroused that without thinking, without pause she gasped out loudly enough to be heard by the audience. "Three...four" there was a sudden silence that seemed to engulf everyone around them and another five long seconds before Rosemary realized her mistake. That had been the fourth strike, she had miscounted. "I...I mean four and five" she said quickly, wincing at how careless she had been to get distracted like that. With effort she looked up and saw the sub grin and shrug at her before the bald woman adjusted her gaze to look up at Cornelia and wink. Rosemary groaned, her head resting against the wood for a minute before with a hiss of pain she straightened up. "Green." She said, not wanting to admit defeat. She was surprised at how much she was craving Miss Kruger's approval, but the more she thought about it she realized she didnt want this to be a one and done. She wanted more of this woman.
Cornelia blinked a few times as she heard the wrong numbers being counted. Then as they were corrected, she couldn't help but laugh, echoed by a few other patrons. She looked Rosemary over, she'd taken a lot, and Cornelia wasn't sure she could take a lot more. Then, the woman straightened up, 'Green' The word rang in the Domme's ears, making her chest tight, this girl was... she was quite something. She brushed a runaway strand of hair behind her ear, looking at the woman's back and thinking. "Lex." She looked down from the stage at the Domme who was a little lost in the pleasure of one of her subs practically knee deep in her pussy. She looked up, raising a surprised but intrigued eyebrow. "Lend me your subs for a second?"
Lex thought for a moment, clearly considering if she was going to be sour about the jacket before. She looked at the sub beside her, her eyes were large as dinner plates, practically shaking to join the scene. Then, with an accepting sigh and a shrug she waved her hand, dismissing the two and letting them quickly scamper up to the stage. "Careful, they bite." She smiled, addressing Rosemary rather than Cornelia.
The two women were impossible to tell apart as they moved together, bald, uniformly tattooed with wips and wires, imagery of robotics, and at least a pound of metal pierced to their bodies. Maybe one was taller than the other? But in the blur no one could tell. They moved to flank Cornelia, eagerly awaiting their orders. Cornelia leaned down to plant a gentle kiss against one of their cheeks, her arms sliding around them like a self assured business tycoon at the playboy mansion. She whispered something to the girl's, then stood back and let them pounce on Rosemary.
One moved in front of her, grabbing her head roughly and bringing her into a powerful kiss. The other was far more gentle, moving to her back and spreading a cream over Rosemary's wounds. It stung at first but then seemed to cool down the area. "You're interesting. I hope we get to play a lot." The woman behind her whispered, leaning in to lick the piercings in Rosemary's ear from behind. They touched her feet, closing something around her ankles.
Cornelia clicked her tongue loudly, bringing the three's attention to her, making the two slow their movements but not stop. "And here I was praising you for being such a good slut. But turns out you can't even count to five." She grinned mockingly, stepping back against the rack again. "It's good that you are the perfect slut, you probably aren't cut out for much else." A few people in the crowd chuckled at her. Cornelia curled the whip in her hand, "What did I tell you was going to happen if you miscounted?" She asked devilishly.
