landed between her legs directly on her pussy, one of the knots flicking upwards and catching her swollen clit with an accuracy that could only been born of years of practice.
“Fuckkk!” Isobel gasped the word around the ball of pain that rushed through her. It was a pain that was swiftly followed with a yearning for him to do it again, however, and she felt an incredible feeling absorb her; almost as though she was floating on air and water all at the same time.
Tyler paused to walk around to the front of her, noting the tears that were streaming unheeded down her face. He’d always thought that she was beautiful, but seeing her like this made her even more so and even though he had fucked her only a short time ago, his cock was hard and aching with the need to be inside her sweet body again.
“Don’t stop, Sir. Please don’t stop!” Her words came out as a moan, and even though Tyler would have liked nothing more than to carry on flogging her lithe, supple body, he knew that it would be the wrong thing to do. Her mental wellbeing was just as important to him as her physical one, and he knew that she had taken all that she could of the punishment.
He dropped the leather flogger onto the floor as he walked back around her, standing behind Isobel’s trembling body and wrapping his arms around her gently before sinking to his knees and planting small tender kisses on her burning buttocks. Isobel moaned as she felt his lips and then his tongue calming her skin, and then he blew gently, his cool breath soothing and just as erotic as everything else had been.
He took his time taking the heat out of her ass cheeks, and then stood and ducked back under her still raised arms and stood facing her. With a finger under her chin, he raised her face up so that he could see her expression, and when she saw his, Isobel started crying again. Tenderness, power, lust and need were all blatantly evident in his eyes, and his own body trembled as he stood tall and proud before her.
“You are absolutely exquisite, and I have never known a woman who could move me the way that you do.” His words were gruff and filled with emotion, and Isobel felt more tears threaten to fall. Reaching out a hand, Tyler cupped her mound and groaned when his fingers encountered swollen folds, an engorged clit and wetness. Isobel’s juices were literally coating her pussy and the tops of her thighs, and if she’d looked down she would have been mortified to see that drops had even reached as far as the floor.
She pushed her pelvis out towards him in a silent plea for more contact and Tyler once again dropped to his knees; this time in front of her. He wrapped his arms around her hips until his hands were gently cupping and rubbing over her sore ass cheeks, and then his mouth was on her, his tongue delving between her swollen lips in search of her clit.
“Oh my God, Tyler, that feels so good.” Her eyes were watching his every move while her body was absorbing his attention like a sponge.
Taking her clit between his teeth, Tyler clamped his lips down around it and started to suck, drawing the sensitized nub into his mouth as he flicked over the hood with his tongue. Isobel gasped as he took two fingers and inserted them into her pussy, fucking her with them as he suckled.
Isobel could hardly breathe. She longed to tangle her hands in his hair, but with her wrists still shackled it was impossible. Tyler hooked his fingers inside her, and she bucked as they hit her G-spot and waves of pleasure coursed through her.
Getting to his feet, Tyler picked the flogger up off the floor, and Isobel moaned as she realized that he wasn’t done with her yet. She watched in fascination as he flicked his wrist and made the leather dance; beautiful swirls in the air that caught the light and made a calming ‘ swish, swoosh’ sound.
He took a step forwards, still swirling the flogger, and Isobel jerked as the