Lisa's entire body startled in surprise as she felt the gentle touch of a finger work its way up her spine, lifting the shirt she wore in the process. Her skin pebbled as she shuddered into the touch and she tensed, turning to look at the Captain. He smirked at her as he moved to take a knife from his belt and made quick work of the shirt she was wearing.
"You owe me for the shirt. Next time, you'll be expected to strip bare before you're tied up no matter the audience. Nod if you understand."
Lisa nodded.
The knife had its intended effect on Lisa, its proximity to her skin raising her adrenaline.
"Face forward. I wouldn't want to clip you in your pretty face."
It wasn't a punishing sting that met her back, rather a gentle stroke from one shoulder and down across her back to the opposite side. It didn't hurt at all, and she could feel the thickness of the strands as they traveled over her body. He continued this gentle petting of her with the flogger, alternating from shoulder to shoulder and Lisa could feel herself becoming less tense. He must have seen it to, and soon the flogger began to hit with a bit more force.
**
The Captain looked over Lisa's reddening back with growing lust. He wanted her introduction to the flogger to be as pleasant as possible, while still giving her a taste of what her expectations would be. As Lisa began to sink into the floggers' hits once again, he increased the force and saw her jerk slightly in her shackles. He kept this pattern up, letting her back heat under the flogger and therefore increase her ability to take harder and harder strikes.
It wasn't until he was giving her about half the force of what he needed Lisa to take that he paused and stepped up behind her, placing the flogger around her neck for her to hold, and wrapping his arms around her body. He reveled in the heat that her back was giving off, and the slight sheen of sweat that was building on her. Leaning down, he licked along the edge of her ear the same time one of his fingers found its mark and plunged through her wet folds. She rocked against him in obvious arousal.
"Mmmm, little one," the Captain groaned, "you take so well to the flogger."
Lisa inhaled sharply as the Captains fingers entered her pussy and gently explored within her. He toyed with her until he saw her legs were shaking and he backed away, leaving her in a sweet state of arousal. He licked his fingers before resuming her flogging, increasing the force of the hits once more. To his utter glee, she still seemed to be leaning into the flogging, rather than wilting from it.
Twice more he repeated the process of leaning against Lisa to finger her and then increasing the force of the hits. She was now taking a forceful flogging at the same time her arousal was at its peak, the evidence of which was shining on the inside of her thighs.
**
Absolute torture. Lisa's back was burning with each hit of the flogger, and every time she felt like dropping the little bell the Captain was at her back and between her thighs, driving her need for release higher. She couldn't control the tremor in her thighs at this point, and she was barely able to keep standing as each strike jerked her body this way and that.
And then he stopped the flogging again, and she held her breath as she waited for him to wrap himself around her. She startled when she felt his bare torso against her burning back. He had taken his shirt off and now they were skin against skin, and she couldn't deny that she loved the feeling. He moved against her and brought one hand to the nape of her neck while the other snaked around and teased her nipples with feather light touches.
"If you want to cum, you'll have to beg me for it, Lisa."
How could she possibly beg for it? Lisa heard the Captain chuckling behind her as his hand started to trail down towards her pussy.