I arched my back hard, lifting up onto my toes, offering my pussy to the thongs of the miniature flogger, the stinging of which was again just about to make the pool of pleasure in my belly overflow into the delight of climax, moaning deeply against the leather covered bit in my mouth. As before, the thongs of the whip flicked hard against the upcurve of my belly instead, the sudden shock and stinging bringing my body back from the edge of release again! I grunted in frustration and glared up at Tel'estar as he smiled down at me wickedly.
"We're not even near finished, my little pet!" he said, laughing softly, as he took up the next instrument of torture he was going to use on me, two long, slim but flexible sticks, joined at both ends with thin thongs. Twisting the sticks, they opened widely so they could be slipped over my left nipple. He pushed this clamp down as far as my aureole before letting it snap shut, laughing again as I squealed aloud, the light clamping letting enough blood flow to the teat so that it hurt continuously rather than simply going numb. I glared at him again as he repeated the process with my other nipple. This pain would make it harder for me to focus on the pleasure that the delicious stinging of the miniature flogger would make slowly build deep inside me!
"I have heard that it is possible to make a pet yearn so much for her pleasure to be brought on this way, that it becomes the only way it can happen for her." my Master then casually remarked. I squealed behind the gag, shaking my head wildly!
"I didn't hear a 'no' my pet." he said, laughing heartily as I squealed even louder!
My ankles were wide apart, bound in silken cord, joined through a thick hollow reed, the cord that bound the left running through the reed and also binding the right. My arms were folded behind my back and secured there in coils of the silken rope, which was double looped around my ribcage, above and below my breasts. The cords above and below my boobies were pulled together and tied in place on the left, in the centre and on the right of the heavy orbs, trapping them between the cords, not unpleasantly. A cord led from the bindings on my arms and bosom to the reed that separated my ankles, which kept my knees bent. I could lift my hips up and lower them, but I could not close my legs against the stinging of the thongs, which Tel'estar had already begun to deliver in light, skilled flicks of the tiny flogger, my sex lips and nubbin throbbing deeply as he stung them so skillfully that it was deeply pleasurable rather than painful. I resisted the urge to lift my hips, knowing Tel'estar would simply amuse himself by forestalling my orgasm again when I did, but the as pleasure grew deep inside me, my vaginal walls beginning to contract in delightful spasms, the need to have the thongs sting me more deeply to bring me on made my hips lift almost involuntarily, exposing my sex to the whip as I moaned wantonly, not caring about revealing my need to my Master. The thongs now suddenly flicked hard at the upcurves of my breasts instead, making me scream behind the gag in shock, pain and frustration!
"Having fun, my pet?" he asked, smiling at me with affection.
The collar making me comply with his order to be truthful, I nodded as I lowered my hips again. Tel'estar and I had become friends, in a peculiar sense; while he remained my captor, and continued to maintain a certain distance between us accordingly, he had proved to be both delightful company and a wonderfully inventive Master. When we played together, it had become very easy to forget that the collar I wore placed me completely under his control, which made me feel somewhat ashamed later when I remembered the circumstances under which I was in his 'care'. The slender leather thongs now began to flick my mound, sex lips and hooded nubbin again lightly, almost delicately, Tel'estar ensuring that the stinging was the delicious kind that arouses, teases, makes the recipient want it to go on rather than stop, my blood surging through my veins, the pool of pleasure deep inside me expanding as the spasms of pleasure that the expert whipping of my sex lips and nubbin was inducing in my vaginal walls heated it to boiling, making me moan deeply and lift up onto my toes, arching my back strongly to expose my sex as fully as possible for deeper whipping, silently begging my Master to finish me with stronger strokes. I received harder strokes, but to my sensitive inner thighs and, as that sudden shocking pain made my back arch even harder, to the top of my mound. I grunted back a scream against the thick leather bit and glared at Tel'estar again, denying him his moment of pleasure in revenge for his once again forestalling mine!
"You are becoming quite defiant, little hu-woman, aren't you?" he observed, smiling down at me as he flicked my lower belly sharply with the flogger, waiting for my pleasure to recede a little more before he began again. "I'm beginning to wish that you really were MY pet!"
The cycle of pleasure-induced whipping with the tiny flogger, followed by the deep stinging denial of release, continued throughout the morning; my Master would sometimes tease me with slow timed strokes, waiting just that little bit too long between them, so that I lifted my pussy willingly rather than in response to the need burning within me, then punishing me more sharply as he laughed at my anger for showing him how much I was enjoying his use of me! Sometimes my pleasure would be dampened by quick whipping of my breasts, sometimes the soft little thongs would make a satisfying crack and sting the upcurve of my belly. Tel'estar took particular delight in punishing me by using the whip on my inner thighs, making a game for himself of whipping my mound between the strokes to my thighs, or whipping both of those most tender areas first and then attempting to sting my mound before my hips dropped again. It was therefore such a shock when the flogger finally did sting my offered sex to bring me on, that my pussy clamped tight on the first stroke, resulting in a frustratingly brief, shallow climax that had me screaming into the gag in frustration during its unsatisfying contractions! Tel'estar however declared himself the 'winner' of the game, as I had failed to earn myself the orgasm I had wanted by being unprepared when he decided to finally 'reward' me!
Tel'estar had matters to attend to that afternoon, so I was again left to my own devices in the garden. I decided that my still stinging sex needed some time to recover, so I took a light run round the open areas of the estate. I came to a stop at a low grassy bank, sitting down at its top and looking out at the land beyond the estate. A large green hand, wrist and forearm, covered in very familiar iridescent scales, suddenly appeared before my face! A large juicy red apple was balanced on its palm.
"Can I interest you, in an apple, Linzi?" Saur'ex asked from behind me!
"Are you trying to be funny, you belly crawling asshole?" I replied angrily, slapping the apple from his hand. He went after it as it rolled away, his tail flexing and extending to move his body.
"These aren't easy to grow here!" he said as he picked it up, then took a bite from it himself, grinning.
"How do you know about growing apples in the Demon Realm?" I replied, acidly. "Don't tell me you're the gardener in this little 'eden'?"
"As a matter of fact, I am!" he replied, smiling widely, before taking another bite from his apple. "Rept'ex and I reside at the very centre of the garden, where I have succeeded in growing an apple tree!" he said proudly, taking another bite. "And as an ex, I don't crawl on my belly, Linzi."
I laughed aloud at the irony of a Snake-demon growing apples. "It'd be a bit hard for you, I suppose, what with that huge ball sac of yours!" I said, laughing.
