A sharp slap against the side of her breast made her cry out again. Alanna felt the shock tremor throughout her body, it was an impact hit in a small space, nothing like she had ever felt before. When she looked at her Master she flushed; she'd seen men holding similar objects when riding horses back home. It snapped out and hit the outer side of her other breast, so that they hurt symmetrically. This was the first time she was able to see what Master was using on her body, and it enhanced the experience in a completely different way than being blindfolded had.
She could see every time a blow was going to come, and instead of moving to avoid it she thrust her breasts out and welcomed it. The sting hurt so good... her pussy clenched and drooled as Master left little red marks all over the ivory skin of her breasts. Alanna was thrusting her hips back and forth, enjoying every second of the delicious pain and her Master's attention. When he began to work on her inner thighs, she started emitting small shrieks with every slap... her skin there was so much more sensitive, she jiggled back and forth as the burning hits continued.
When the crop came up hard and direct between her legs, landing with a wet slap on her pussy lips, Alanna screamed. Her head flew back as she tensed, her body jerking as the pain slammed into her arousal, surging through her. Another wet slap between her legs, directly on her pussy. It hurt wonderfully. Master rubbed the flat of the crop against her, sliding it between her lips, and she moaned. The friction helped to combine the throbbing stings with the mounting pleasure. Then he brought the crop to her mouth, sweet and shiny with her juices.
"Clean it."
The hungry look in Master's eyes made Alanna's stomach tighten as he pushed the crop between her lips, and she sucked on it, licking the leather. It tasted like sex. She gave him her own hungry look back, knowing that she couldn't speak, but her eyes said 'I want you in my body.'
David was enjoying Alanna's responses to her punishment. The light in her face was back, she was glowing happily - and not just with the pink marks he'd left on her. The way she relished the taste of herself on the crop was downright seductive, and it felt like all of the blood in his body had surged into his cock. This was how he wanted her... with the give and take of pain, submission, and satisfaction. He pulled the crop from her mouth and walked around behind her. Then he had to chuckle under his breath, because her entire body had tensed up. She obviously expected the slap of the crop on her ass, but he knew it would be too much for her. The healing cream was good, but it wasn't that good... it would hurt far too much if he both cropped her ass and then had her from behind.
But he did run the crop down the center of her spine and let the wet tip glide across her buttocks, just to make her shiver. He loved seeing her responses. Despite her fear and tension she didn't protest or ask him not to. Alanna was being a very good girl indeed. Time to reward both of them.
With a push of the button, both the chain holding up her arms and the height of the leg rests was raised to the desired height. Alanna wriggled, uncertain of what was happening and why. The look she shot him over her shoulder was full of excited anxiety.
Stepping up behind her, David pressed the length of his cock into the fleshy crack of her butt cheeks and slid his arms up her stomach to her beaten breasts. Alanna moaned as the pain crackled through her, Master's body pressing against her sore backside, his hands kneading her breasts like bread and making her captured nipples throb as his fingers dug into the red marks all over her flesh. She pressed back against him, glorying in the feel of him pressed behind her, the way his skin and hair rubbing against her backside made the surface of her butt cheeks tingle and burn.
For a moment everything was wonderful sensation, and then he pulled away, leaving her gasping and alone. The plug was pulled from between her cheeks and Alanna cried out, shivering at the sudden emptiness in her bowels. Then Master's slick head was pressing upwards, into her, spearing her from beneath with its length. The sensation was intensely wonderful from this angle, and it was now clear why Master had lifted her body up, so that he could stand behind her and ravage her. With all the lube on him and the lube that was left from the plug, he filled her completely with one thrust, her inner muscles aching as they parted for the questing head of his cock.
Alanna felt wonderfully full, exquisitely invaded as Master began to move back and forth inside the most intimate cavity of her body. With his hands wrapped back around her, one tugging on the clamps gripping her nipples, the other dipping into her pussy and swirling her juices, she thought that she'd never been so happy. There was nothing but appreciation and love for her Master, and the incredible feeling of knowing that he wanted her, needed her, owned her.
Her nipples throbbed in their confinement, the pain of being pulled making her clench around her Master's pumping cock. The tight ring of her ass gripped him, her ass and breasts pulsing with heat from today's and yesterday's punishments. Her head fell back against his shoulder as she bowed her body, pressing her ass back to him and thrusting her breasts out as he pulled her nipple away from her. The loud cries from her mouth echoed through the room, impossible to tell if she was expressing her pain or her pleasure.
Plunging deep into Alanna's body, David wallowed inside of her, burying himself in the tightness of her ass over and over again. Alanna's pussy was molten heat against his fingers, her lips slippery with juices, and the little nub of her clit slid through his fingers when he tried to grip it, she was so wet. He pushed two fingers inside of her and rubbed her mound with the heel of his palm, crushing the tender bud between it and her body as he grabbed the chain of the clamps and pulled them from her nipples.
Alanna screamed and writhed, the ecstasy rising on top of a bed of shooting agony through her nipples. Her ass clamped down as she came, washes of rapture shot through with white jolts of electricity as Master rubbed her nipples, helping circulation return to the tortured buds. The powerful thrusts from below her jerked her body upwards as Master's hips slammed against her sore ass, his cock forcing itself into the spasming cavity of her anus, and Alanna could do nothing but thrash and scream herself hoarse as he rode her through wave after wave of rapturous orgasm.
She was so wrapped up in her own body's overwhelming responses that she didn't even notice when David thrust for the final time and then groaned into her shoulder, his teeth biting down on her flesh as he pumped a load of semen into the milking tunnel of her body. They shuddered together, one entity of fulfillment and bliss, his arms wrapped around her like steel bands.
When it was over Alanna sagged in her bonds, not even squirming as Master re-plugged her with the tail. Her body was slicked with sweat, her muscles trembled even though she wasn't using them anymore. Master bent and kissed her nipples gently, suckling on them and soothing them with his tongue as Alanna whimpered, too exhausted to even twitch. Carefully he held her as he undid the restraints, keeping her upright in his arms so that she didn't fall to the floor.
The bath that he gave her was very nice. Master held her, washed her gently and then dried her off with a towel and brushed her hair. Even with the tail she was enjoying the plug now, knowing that it was holding some of him inside of her. She rubbed her face against him every chance she got, even after it got her a short slap to her sore behind because she was making it hard for him to dry her off. After the bath Master put the mitts and knee pads back on her, but he left the gag out. The stern look that he gave her with his sharp blue eyes reminded her that she still didn't have permission to speak. Perhaps this was a reward for not having tried to talk to Ms. Bliss or him.
"Come Pussy," he said. Alanna felt her heart sink a little when he called her that. She wanted to be his Alanna again. Or his little one. She'd take either. Crawling after him for the rest of the afternoon, by the time she was kneeling in the kitchen for dinner she was so tired that she could barely eat. Master frowned when he came in and saw that she hadn't finished, she was kneeling upright and swaying slightly. He crouched beside her and fed her a few more pieces of meat, but she was so tired that chewing seemed a monumental effort. Last night she had not slept nearly enough for today's emotional and physical trials.
Realizing that she was practically falling asleep on her knees, David gathered Alanna up in his arms and carried him upstairs. She snuggled against his shoulder and it took all of his willpower to put her down in the soft mat and not in his bed. Especially when she started silently crying as he took her out of the knee pads and hand mitts. The look in her eyes was so disappointed and forlorn... but that was why he had to leave her here. She couldn't expect to be rewarded completely just because she'd behaved for one day. Alanna would earn back every inch of the privileges he'd originally given her.
But he brushed his hand over her damp hair and kissed the top of her forehead.
"None of that, you need to sleep."
Alanna nodded and curled up. The tears still fell but not for very long. Despite the letdown of not being able to sleep with Master, she was feeling much better than she had when waking up this morning. Her punishment wasn't over, but she knew one thing for sure: Master still wanted her. And she'd do whatever she had to in order to prove to him that he'd made the right choice.
