Page 245 of Ashes of Sin and Stardust
“Oh yes. I think it’s about time to cash in those orgasms you’ve earned over the past day, don’t you think, little bug?”
She whimpered, her eyes growing larger as I neared her. I held the vibrator in one hand, and the flogger in the other. Short, soft leather strips swung in a circle as I rotated my wrist in warning.
“But, but... but it’s my rule, and I say I can redeem upon request!”
I paused in my advancement towards her, the tails of the flogger falling beside me as I dropped my hand. “Yes, you’re right. It is your rule. And I think you’re right. They are redeemable upon command.” I crouched down in front of her on one knee and looked her in the eye. “Have you been counting? Do you know what you’re in for?”
She stuttered and stammered, then shook her head.
“No? Because I have. I’ve been counting.”
She whined, and bit her lip.
“You’re up to twelve, little bug.” I leaned forward and growled in her ear. “And I want them allright now.And you’re going to ask me for them.”
She shook her head in desperation.
To be fair, the last time I’d overstimulated her, it had resulted in three days of bliss, obedience, and good behavior. And I was pretty sure she was even more emotionally involved now than she was then.
“Oh yes you are.”
“No, please, just a few. Like, three. Three is good.”
“It’s all or nothing.”
“No... Sir! No Sir,” she corrected herself immediately and I grinned and chuckled at how quickly little girls learn their lesson when they are publicly humiliated and strung up by their ankles.
“Lucky thirteen.”
“Please no.”
“Well then... I guess I’ll just tease you a little. Since you’re so insistent.”
I rose to my feet and pulled her skirt towards her belly just a little more, so I had better access without exposing her. She’d worn a lacy red thong under her skirt. With one finger, I scooped it up, caught it in my teeth and fingers, and tore it into two pieces, leaving the ruined garment bunched up under her skirt.
Taking a step back, I began to strike her inner thighs with the flogger. She was at the perfect height for me to hit everywhere but where she wanted, but still get her nice and warmed up. This flogger wasn’t particularly devastating, but the effect was enough to get her nice and wet. I turned the vibrator on and positioned it so it leaned against her clit, letting it sit there and tease her while I alternated between flogging her legs, her thighs, and the top of her tits.
The best part about punishing Alice was how much she hated to love it. She lived to be dominated; she relished having the control dragged from her, being completely overwhelmed, and having no better choice than to give her power to me. And I loved watching the fight in her eyes as she struggled, fought, yearned, and then surrendered to me.
It was the surrender that made my blood hot. That moment when she finally stopped fighting, embraced where she was, and allowed herself to accept the fact that she was loving every minute of it. Her eyes fell closed and she cried out in desperation as I unleashed another onslaught of strikes onto her inner thighs and around her cunt.
I could hear our breathing; her breath and mine, in sync as we embraced the sensations I was forcing on both of us. She opened her eyes and met my gaze, and I almost dropped the flogger as I saw that oddly familiar look in her eyes. Respect, appreciation, wonder, gratitude...
Relief.
Surrender.
Fuck.
I dropped the flogger and withdrew the knife back out of my pocket. I needed more from her, and her eyes were begging for it.
Keep it together. Nothing crazy, in public, in the heat of the moment.
Alice saw what I was holding in my hands, and her need intensified. “Oh, oh God yes, Sir, please... fuck, oh please!” I could barely hear Alice’s quiet, shaking voice as I took another few steps towards her.
Keeping the sharp end facing me, I set the dull edge of the blade at an angle against her skin. “Don’t move, little bug. Stay nice and still for me. That’s right...” I dragged the metal down her thigh towards her dripping sex. “That’s my good girl.”
She let out a pitiful cry. I felt my cock throbbing and twitching in my pants at her fear and desperation.