When she entered his bedroom for the first time she noticed something long, thin and black with a dark rectangular piece of material at one end lying on his white duvet. On closer inspection she could see it was a riding crop. She smiled, bit her lip in anticipation and felt her juices starting to flow again.
'After our evening together on Monday, I thought you might like this. It arrived this morning, just in time,' he said, winking at her.
'I love it!' she exclaimed.
'I thought you might. I need to test it out to see if it works. But I'd also like you to wear this, which I also bought today,' he said as he handed her a blindfold, 'and these,' he added holding the 4 way cuffs aloft from earlier.
Now she really could feel her pussy beginning to flutter. She wanted him to take control, she wanted to give herself completely to him and she wanted him to do with her as he pleased.
He placed three pillows, width ways, halfway down the bed, one on top of the other. 'Lie on your front and put these under your waist,' he instructed. 'When you've put the blindfold on, put your wrists together behind your back.'
She did as she was told and he used the cuffs to bind her wrists together. After the strain of being tied to her ankles earlier, this was a welcome relief.
He smiled, pleased with the result. Her arse was now elevated and more accessible to him. He picked up the riding crop and began to torment her.
The rubber material at the end of the crop moved easily over her soft sensitive skin as he brushed it over her neck and then along the ridge of her shoulders.
Looking down he could see she was enjoying it. She pushed her head down and craned her neck forwards, her hips squirmed and her legs parted, revealing her wet labia.
He continued to run the crop over her shoulders, down her spine and over her back. She pushed her arse up, willing him to run it over her most sensitive and intimate areas. But instead he took it away. She sighed in frustration.
Not being able to see what was going on, she expected him to thrash her bare arse. Instead, she felt the crop on her foot. He ran it slowly up and along her leg, edging close to her arse. Then he took it away again, this time starting on the opposite foot. As he moved it up her leg, she parted them both wider, exposing her sodden pussy and cute little arse hole.
He ran the crop over both cheeks and she whimpered, 'Hurt me, whip me, take my arse, I need you to take it.' She was so aroused she didn't really know what she was saying. He slid the crop down the crack of her arse and let it linger over her sphincter. 'Fuck, I need you. Whip me, I need it', she called out.
He pushed the crop further down and grazed it over her wet slippery pussy lips. 'Please touch me, pleeeease,' she almost begged.
He now tapped the riding crop on her lips three or four times. They were so wet they made a smacking sound. 'Yes, do it!' He pressed the crop against her lips firmly and then tapped them again, but this time harder. She moaned in sheer pleasure.
He brought the crop back up along her arse crack. 'I'm going to whip you with this 10 times for coming too quickly downstairs,' he announced.
She was so horny and turned on that her wrists worked against the cuffs. He offered her his fingers to suck as she obviously needed something. As he whipped her arse cheeks with the crop, she hungrily sucked hard on his fingers. If she sucked his cock like this later he was in for a real treat he thought!
Each thrash of the crop resulted in a little 'ahhh,' and a sharp intake of breath. Finally her arse was getting the attention she craved. The only thing she wanted more now was him.
The crop had left several red marks on her cheeks but she didn't seem to mind. He rubbed them for her, slipping his fingers into her soaking quim in between each rub. He swore he'd never felt a pussy as wet as this, she was literally drenched.
'I need to suck you. I need to suck your cock, please let me,' she said in-between little rasps of pleasure from his fingering.
'Because you haven't come yet, I'm going to let you. As a reward,' he stressed.
He removed the restraints from her wrists and led down alongside her. She moved closer to him with her head just above his chest and looked into his eyes as she took his stiff cock in her hand and began to wank him off, each time slowly pulling down on his foreskin. His cock soon became fully erect, his helmet swollen and hard.
'You like this?' she asked teasingly, as she began to move her head down his chest.
'God, yes! I love it!' he stammered. Now it was his turn to be tormented. She kissed and sucked his chest and stomach, making her way down to his now throbbing cock.
