A full month had passed since the night where, thanks to missing a train, Alexandria Rowe had ended up meeting the woman of her fantasies, Zabina Vitelli. A lot had happen in that month. Well actually they had spent most of the first week getting to know each other a lot better, but in the following days a lot had happened. Zabina had persuaded Alex to take time off from her job to move in to her apartment in Santa Monica. The large condo looked out across Venice Beach and to Alex who had spent most of her life on the beach it was perfect. They spent days rearranging the apartment and shopping, while their evenings were spent strolling on the beach or eating out at Zabi's favourite restaurants before returning to their 'pleasure den' as it was now called.
It was now Friday and the anniversary of their first real meeting. Alex was putting in an hour on the running machine that had been positioned by a large sliding door on to the balcony. From here she could train while looking out over the sea, and if she was lucky looking out at Zabi sunbathing. Today however she was focused on her distance and time.
"Two minutes." Zabi called out from behind her.
Alex gritted her teeth trying to focus. Which wasn't easy as she was naked except for running shoes and Zabi was stood directly behind her wearing those delicious thigh length leather boots and a particularly nasty riding crop which would spank her across the behind if she failed to hit her distance mark by quarter hour limit was up.
This had been Zabi's idea on how to get Alex fit enough to surf. Which Alex knew was rubbish, she was already fitter than she was when she surfed regularly. She was fairly sure it was an excuse to get her to work out in the nude. Not that she would have refused to do that if asked, but the game pleased Zabi and Alex would do anything to please her.
SMACK.
The crop struck her backside loudly and Alex yelped in pain.
"Hey." She cried out indignantly. "I hit the target."
"Oops, sorry my mistake."
SMACK.
Alex yelped again.
"That was to punish me for getting it wrong."
"How can you spanking me be a punishment for you?" Alex questioned, panting a little with the effort of the running and the arousal that was beginning to expand through her body.
A particularly sexy giggle came from behind her.
"Do you know just how much torture it is watching you getting hot?"
SMACK
Another yelp of pain. This time laced with pleasure.
Alex smiled to herself. In the past weeks they had begun to learn exactly what excited the other, either by accident or through some of the bizarre tests and experiments Zabina had devised. So she was very aware that Zabi would be more enjoying the moment rather than feeling tortured. Just as much as Zabi would know that the supposed punishment would shortly have a very detrimental effect on her ability to run. Alex forced herself to focus on the beach a few hundred yards away and stepped her pace up a little determined not to miss the next fifteen minute target.
The tip of the crop gently rubbed against the damp mound between her legs.
Alex missed a stride but recovered almost immediately.
"Your self-control is improving." Zabi said lightly. "I was wondering if we should make it a little harder. Maybe make you run in the chastity belt while I control the vibrators."
This time it took a few seconds longer to regain her stride.
Zabi had been wearing a chastity belt when they first met with a vibrating egg locked inside her. Alex had asked what it was like and Zabi had promised to let her find out one day. So far that hadn't happened, but the thought of her running while Zabi tormented her front and back entrances was seriously effecting her focus.
"Fifteen seconds."
SMACK
Alex glanced at the timer. She could do this.
SMACK
She hit the target distance with around three seconds to spare.
Perspiration was dripping off her as the running machine wound down to a stop, her heart was pounding and breathing ragged. As she stepped down Zabi wrapped a large towel around her shoulders.
"I knew you could do it." Zabi said, her voice brimming with pride.
"I think I need a shower." Alex managed to pant.
"You need to warm down first baby. Let me help."
Zabina gently helped the exhausted Alex to her feet and led her to the sauna, where she eased her down on to a massage mat.
Alex moaned softly as soft hands removed her running shoes and even softer lips touched her leg.
"Close your eyes and relax my beautiful one. You deserve it." Zabi's voice whispered in her ear.
Strong fingers began to rub her left leg, beginning with her foot and travelling up her calf, only pausing to apply more oil.
Alex let herself drift on the sea of contentment as the dark haired Italian eased the tension out of her muscles. She winced slightly as Zabi began to work on the muscle around the leg she had injured three years ago, then gasping as those same strong fingers teased the skin of her inner thighs. Alex was fairly sure that she had indeed ascended to Heaven that night when Zabi had taken her to the Ascension club. This moment was like lying on a warm cloud while being massaged by a divine dark haired Angel with tattoos and body piercings.
Even though Alex didn't have any tattoos, she did have a thing for women with skin art, and Zabina's tattoo was a work of beauty. It began as a strand of dark green and grey ivy wound around her left ankle that slowly curled around her leg. Just above the knee it merged with the stem of a rose and the depiction of the two plants climbed further up and around. On her thigh precisely drawn thorns had drawn realistic scratches that oozed delicate drops of blood. The single stem split, one branched across the small of her back to terminate in a black blossom at the very base of her spine, while the other stem carried up her torso and back to end in a single flower on her neck. Alex being a graphic artist, knew that the tattoo was indeed a real work of art of the highest quality. Every inch was flawless. Although everything about Zabina was flawless.
"Turn over my beauty." The Angel whispered.
Alex obliged. This part of the warm down was her favourite. The backs of her legs, bottom and lower back just seemed to be linked to pleasure spot somehow. And to make matters worse Zabina knew full well just how sensitive she could get.
The stroking began on her calves again easing upwards to the back of her knees. Agonisingly Zabi knew just how much oil to use to let her hands move freely while still retaining enough skin on skin contact to lift Alex's arousal. From there Zabi moved on to the thighs easing the tightness out of her hamstrings while letting her finger nails trace lines along her inner thigh. Every now and then Alex give a light moan of pleasure as fingers would brush against the skin of her bottom or travel the extra few millimetres up her leg to nudge her sex. By the time the hands and finger nails had reached Alex's very sensitive backside she was already climbing towards the leading edge of the climax wave.
"I love your body." Zabina told her as a finger nail ran down the length of her spine and between the cheeks of her bottom bringing forth a squeal. "You are the only person I know who can regularly reach climax with hardly any internal touching."
Alex had drifted out of the sea of contentment and was now a castaway on the ocean of arousal. The hands worked her shoulders and back and every few seconds the nails would lightly drag down her back or along her sides and across her bottom.
A gentle pull on her hips raised her in to a kneeling position and Alex felt Zabi's knees slide between her own legs forcing them slightly apart, the slightly moist touch of Zabi's sex made contact against the very sensitive skin of her bottom. She let out a long contented moan as the hands flowed across her back and round to gently pull on her nipples.
"Do you remember when I took you shopping?" Zabi asked is a husky whisper.
Alex smiled happily. "How could I forget?"
Zabi had insisted taking Alex out to buy her some new clothes, after a lot of protesting Alex had relented saying that she would try on a few items and maybe purchase something for herself, but she wasn't going to let Zabi pay for anything.
When they arrived at a very expensive boutique in Beverly Hills, Alex doubted she could afford the cheapest item let alone an entire outfit, but Zabi bustled her in to a changing room and said she would choose some items for her to try on. Zabi had instructed her to undress and she would bring some items for her to try. To begin with Alex had been reluctant, but Zabi's studded eyebrow arched slightly with an insistent stare. Alex wasn't sure if Zabi did it on purpose, but for some reason that simple facial movement made her feel very week willed.
Unfortunately for Alex once she had stripped Zabi had taken the clothes she had been wearing leaving her naked in the changing room. The mischievous tormentor had teased Alex by saying she would go for lunch leaving her there unless she accepted everything Zabi purchased for her. One thing had led to another and while she was on the verge of a rather wild orgasm she had relented and agreed to accept the gifts. It wasn't until later Alex found out that the boutique was owned by Zabina's family.
A gentle finger ran down the length of her labia snapping her out of her reverie as she cried out.
"Hush now Alex, let's see how long you can resist me."
Alex bit her lip trying to keep silent. She knew the Zabi was going to take her as high as possible while not letting her actually climax just to see if she could stay silent. They had played this game with each other several times before and oddly she always outlasted Zabi. Alex had a good idea it was because while Zabi enjoyed dominating, she got even more aroused being dominated by Alex. Life was odd that way, just when you think you have everything worked out, it throws you a curve ball in the shape of a five foot eight Mediterranean Switch and everything you thought you knew turns on its head.
A soft caress ran across her bottom and very slowly traced a fine line between her cheeks sending a stimulating ripple the length of her spine.
Inwardly Alex screamed for more.
The caress reversed its direction and ran down between her legs and back along her labia to flick her clitoris.
Every muscle in Alex's body contracted as she let out a loud pant. She felt the steel piercings in Zabi's nipples brush against her back as a delicate tongue tickled her ear and neck. Her body was now trembling as she fought against the rising surge.
"I think I will cook you breakfast in bed again tomorrow."
