Heart of Stone by Arwen Jayne Read Free Book Online

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to him and helped. “So, um, this is your job then?” She unhooked
the costume, despite her confused feelings she paused momentarily
to touch his smooth warm skin.
    Simon turned to face her,
gently caressing her cheek. “It’s more than my job Tyra, its part
of the way assigned to me by my spiritual mentor Meta, Thex’s
father. I’ve been a kadesh , sacred whore all my adult
life.”
    Tyra, stilled, horrified. “Spiritual?
This?” She indicated the equipment in the room. She shook her head
in denial. “plain sex I might understand as a physical act of love
but how can this be anything spiritual?”
    Simon took Tyra firmly by the hand,
leading her in the direction of the frame.
    Tyra resisted vigorously “oh no you
don’t!”
    “ Not you silly, I would
never force anything on you, you are Goddess to me”. He walked up
to frame and placed his right hand in a cuff, securing it firmly.
“Now you do up the other one.”
    Horror wrote itself across Tyra’s
face. “You can’t be asking me to hurt you, surely?”
    “ You can’t hurt me, I’m
almost immortal remember, and you don’t even have to whip me hard
if you don’t want to. I simply want you to act a part and consider
the viewpoint for a moment, call it role play if you will. I’d have
thought that you would have caught on by now that I prefer
demonstrations to long-winded explanations. Consider it part of
your training. You don’t even have to enjoy it”.
    “ Enjoy it? You’re bloody
joking!” Tyra considered the situation for a moment and decided
that Simon wasn’t going to let up on this until she at least acted
the part and yet for Thex’s sake she was supposed to follow Simon’s
guidance. She couldn’t tell what expressions might be on Simon’s
face because he was facing the frame, simply patiently waiting for
her as if he had complete faith that she would do as he asked. So
she walked over and attached the other arm cuff and picked up the
least dangerous looking of the whips. Maybe she could give him just
a few quick swipes with one and that would be enough for him to
have made his point, whatever his point was. At least this whip
seemed to be made with soft strips of pliable leather. “Okay what
do I do now?”
    “ Hit anywhere you want
across the shoulders or the buttocks, the backs of the legs are
also fine but don’t go as hard. Avoid the kidney area, the neck,
head and the back of the knees as they’ll hurt more than I’d enjoy
and you could do real damage there...if I was human”.
    Tyra couldn’t get over that he was
letting her take control like this. “You’re putting an awful lot of
trust in me”.
    “ Exactly, the given and
receiving of trust is one of the pleasures of this. Now whip
me!”
    Tyra’s heartbeat sped
up. Okay I can do this,
carefully . She aimed for his
shoulders.
    “ I didn’t feel that”, came
a grumble. “Harder!”
    Tyra aimed at the other shoulder and
hit harder.
    Simon cried out in exaltation. “Yes!
Again!”
    Tyra was awed that he was enjoying
this. It gave her a small thrill that she was standing here giving
a man pleasure in this way, even if it wasn’t anything she had
dreamt of doing. “More?”
    “ Yes, but a good mistress
would randomly intersperse the whipping with some soft caresses,
kisses and licking”.
    Yeah, sure...then again,
why not? It wasn’t like she’d get a man in
this position again, take your chances
when you can . Tyra walked over and kissed
the reddened areas of Simon’s back.
    He moaned.
    Tyra got a little more creative but
took her time. An unknown mean streak in her didn’t want Simon
guessing when she’d whip him so she kept things random, trying
occasionally for the buttocks like he’d suggested, changing the
pace and stopping once to lick her tongue up the full length of his
back. Simon’s moaning and squirming were making her hot in places
she hadn’t expected. Her panties were damp and she was sure she was
smelling her own arousal as well as