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she was moaning. He turned the base, making the toy vibrate faster. Reaching up, he took the crop from her mouth. “Remember, no coming.”
    He trailed the soft leather tip of the crop down her neck and between her breasts. She gasped at the contact, eager for the fiery sting on her skin. She couldn’t remember the last time she had felt and nothing else.
    The first strike of the crop below her breasts was soft. The snap of the leather was louder than the actual sting, but it brought her attention right where it belonged, solely on Warren. He circled her, allowing the leather to caress her belly, and then her hip before going to her back. Part of her wanted to watch, to see what he would do, where he would go, but not knowing was just as scintillating. He wrapped her hair around his hand and gave a little tug, positioning her the way he wanted her. When the crop teased the skin he’d exposed, she couldn’t help but shiver. He pulled her hair over her left shoulder, leaving her back bare.
    The anticipation of the next strike was nearly as good as the actual thing. Heat flared from her upper back, and she gasped, then moaned when he covered the spot with a kiss. She didn’t have to wait long for the third, fourth, or fifth. They came in rapid succession, each one followed by a chaste kiss. The fire of her skin sank deeper, heading down to her throbbing pussy. Each strike had her body sagging a little heavier on her wrists until she felt the small slip of the vibrator still buried inside her. She wouldn’t let it fall. She didn’t know what would happen if it did, but she wouldn’t chance the scene ending by disobeying.
    Warren pressed the length of his body against her back. Even through the fabric of his pants, there was no denying the hard length of his cock pressing into her at the base of her spine. He brought his lips to her ear, licking at the shell. “How are you doing, Joy?” he asked.
    “Still very green, Sir,” she said. She wanted to press into him, but she forced herself to remain still.
    “That’s good because I’m not nearly done,” he said as he stepped back. She only had a second to miss his warmth when fiery heat flared on the skin of her ass as he landed blow after blow on the top of each cheek, then moved down the back of her thighs. When he was done, he ran his palms over the tender flesh, squeezing a little. The effect had her moaning and biting her bottom lip.
    “Do you want me to stop, Joy?” he asked.
    She stiffened. “No, Sir.”
    “Then stop biting your lip. It makes me want to take you down so I can fuck that pretty little mouth of yours.” He came around, with the crop resting in his palm.
    She released her lip immediately. As soon as she did, he swung the crop. Her right hip flared with heat as he landed several quick blows, and then a couple of swats across her lower belly, and down the other side. The pulse in her pussy had her clenching the vibrator hard. Waves of pleasure rushed through her, making it harder and harder to keep the toy in place.
    “You’ve been such a good girl. Do you want to come, Joy?” he asked her.
    “Yes, Sir. Very much,” she responded with a breathy voice. Want to or not, she wouldn’t be able to stop it soon.
    “And where are you allowed to come this time?”
    Her breaths came quicker. Just thinking about having his cock inside her was enough to bring her right to the edge of the precipice. “On your cock, Sir.”
    “That’s right. Only on my cock.” Warren tossed the crop to the side and reached between her legs. His fingers grazed her clit. “So wet, so ready for me.”
    Joy moaned again. Her knees shook with the effort it took to keep from shattering, but when he turned up the speed on the vibrator they nearly buckled. The only thing keeping her from coming was the fact that Warren had stepped away from her. Just one more touch, one more caress, and it would be over.
    He came back from the table with his scissors and pressed himself to