As you crawl into the bedroom, I direct you, “Crawl up on the bed and lie down on your stomach spread eagle facing the footboard. By spread eagle I mean legs wide apart and arms wide over your head as though you were tied to the bedposts.”
You move to comply and I give little flicks of the flogger on your ass as encouragement.
“So what’s this?” I ask holding up a pair of dirty panties you apparently discarded on the floor. “Leaving your dirty laundry laying about is not acceptable my pet,” I admonish stepping up beside you. “Open your mouth wide.”
As you do as you’re told I stuff the dirty panties in your mouth leaving the waist band dangling.
“That should serve several purposes my pet,” I observe. “It should be a reminder not to leave your dirty laundry on the floor and also should keep you a little quieter as I set about punishing you for your transgression.”
Thinking to this point that we were coming to the bedroom for some pleasure, you look wild-eyed as I menacingly spin the flogger around.
“Hold your position little one, do not move your legs one iota or I shall be forced to tie you down in this position.”
You nod in compliance and close your eyes to what you know is about to come. Using quick light circling strokes the leather tendrils kiss your back starting at the shoulders working down to your already pink ass. Around and around I spin the flogger alternately landing kissing and biting slaps of the leather to the backs of your legs and into your inner thighs. Working higher the flogger stings at the crease of your inner thigh and sex, eventually landing square on your pussy and ass.
You jump with the alternating light and heavy blows and struggle to keep your legs apart fighting every urge to clamp them together in self-defense. But to your credit, you manage to hold out with only muffled moans attesting to your suffering.
