flogged her chest, but he kept Sam in his peripheral vision, aware of every shift and move she made. She’d started to cry once, but only a few tears escaped before she somehow managed to pull herself together.
He could see the hell she was in, and part of him wanted to put her through even more torture, while the other part of him wanted to rescue her. The sadist in him didn’t often battle with the nurturer, because most of the time the nurturing part of him understood she needed the pain. However, this kind of pain was different, and he wasn’t positive he could have left her for the entire forty-five minutes had they done this at home, alone.
Sure, it would serve as a perfect consequence, and he had no doubt he’d be able to stand firm under those conditions, but right now he only needed to give her a taste of what to expect. Still, the Doms he’d spoken with had agreed forty-five minutes was the minimum time to demonstrate the true extent of a lengthy sentence, as she’d need enough time to experience the deep bruising that happened with continued motion and pressure to her sensitive genitals.
Ethan helped Tyler and James get the two women to the bondage table, and then James walked to Sam in step with Ethan.
The hope in Sam’s eyes almost broke Ethan’s heart. However, she had another seven minutes to go, and he’d resolved to not give her any more time updates.
He released the rope lifting her hands behind her back and Ethan heard her sigh in relief.
Master James stepped behind her and began working the laces, pulling them tighter as he said, “You can sometimes get her arms a little farther by resting an electric heating pad across her shoulders for ten minutes before you get started. I’ve also had luck putting a slave in the sauna and tightening the straps every five minutes.”
Sam whimpered as Master James ran through the laces yet again, pulling her arms even closer together.
“The trick is to tighten a few millimeters at a time, over and over, once you meet this much resistance.”
Sam’s eyes begged for mercy, and Ethan cupped her cheek in his hand and said, “Your ordeal isn’t over yet, sweetheart. Be strong for me.”
Her eyes squeezed shut and she gave a low whine as her arms were once more forced closer together behind her back, and she went on tiptoe again.
Ethan wanted to help her, and decided perhaps he needed to divert her attention. He palmed his rock-hard cock over his jeans and her eyes flicked down to watch. “You have no idea what watching you does to me, do you?”
Her eyes stayed glued to his crotch until he reached for her nipples, and she tried to shrink away from his hands, but Master James still worked on her armbinder and she couldn’t move. Ethan released both alligator clamps at the same time, and revealed a few tiny spots of blood, where the teeth had broken the skin.
Sam pushed as high as she could on her tiptoes and gave a series of half-second screams. Master James took advantage of the distraction by tugging the laces a good bit tighter, as Ethan could see her arms moving closer together with each short yelp.
The sadist in him completely won out. Ethan stepped back to the table for his rubber flogger, and quickly returned to Sam and began flogging her breasts without mercy. He wanted to take her so much farther than she thought she could handle, wanted to see her fight to take it, wanted to hear her screams. He knew she couldn’t take much more without using words, so he gave her permission.
“Go ahead Darlin’, call me a fucking bastard if you want. Use your words, any words you desire. There’s only two forbidden words. Do you know what they are?”
“Yes, Master! God, it’s too much, please have mercy!”
Ethan flogged harder and watched her breasts move in waves with each strike as Samantha begged him to stop.
“Tell me what hurts. Tell me what you’ll do to make it stop.”
“Everything hurts! I’ll do anyth—”
She cut herself off
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