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stroke the device in and out of her body while his skillful mouth brought her over the edge. Sam gripped the restraints, pulling herself into a greater arch and released a loud cry of pleasure as the violent orgasm racked her entire body. Her shudders of delightful after-shock lasted nearly ten minutes.
    “Oh my god,” she finally whispered, collapsing from exhaustion.
    Rich laid down next to her, stroking her stomach. “Feel good?”
    “Wow. That was so intense. I feel like my body is made up of rubber bands.”
    “Rest up for a few minutes. Thirsty?”
    “No thanks. Wow,” she exclaimed again.
    Rich stood to gather some surprises. He hummed as he flipped her restrained body to her stomach.
    “What are you doing?” she asked timidly.
    Rich ran his hand down her back. “It’s my turn now. I’m going to enjoy this to the fullest today,” he said, rubbing her perfect bottom. She shivered as his rough hand settled against the little ‘v’ at the top of her buttocks.
    “What…”
    “Shh, let me enjoy,” Rich commanded. “Close your eyes and relax.”
    “I’m scared,” she admitted.
    “Of what?”
    “The unknown.”
    “You’re safe with me. It will only hurt a little while. Keep your eyes closed,” he announced, sliding his left knee underneath her hips and adjusting her bottom under his hand. Sam held her breath, anticipating the upcoming sharp swat that easily covered the entirety of her backside. She grunted, relaxing as that same hand gently caressed the tingling flesh before reaching between her slightly spread thighs.
    “That hurt,” she complained.
    “Shh.” Another spank fell. Then another. Slowly, one by one, Rich covered her bottom with sharp, heavy smacks, each followed by caressing and teasing. Despite the pain, Sam lifted her bottom to invite more of the hard swats.
    Rich paused, satisfied with his warm up. “Now, let’s see what we can play with next. Hmm...” He walked to the foot of the bed, noticing as Sam tried to twist around to see him.
    He spanked her sharply three times. “Uh uh, I told you to keep your eyes closed,” he scolded. “Here, this will help.”
    Sam inhaled deeply as he tied a blindfold over her eyes. Something hard and cold flattened against her stinging flesh.
    “Ow!” she yipped as Rich lifted the small wood paddle and sent it down across her pinkened cheeks.
    “Hush, now. It’s not that bad. This is not a punishment paddling, baby,” he cooed, sending another ten claps to her quivering bottom. Sam tried unsuccessfully to escape the wood, squirming under the restraining hold of the cuffs. She felt his hands on her again, stimulating her to the point of begging.
    “Not yet. You have to be much redder and hotter than this before you get your reward,” Rich teased. He picked up a suede flogger, running the ends across her bottom and over her back.
    She hissed as the first thuddy, caressing lash fell. “Holy shit! That feels good!” she exclaimed, arching her bottom for him. She was covered with pink stripes when he finished, still surprised about the lack of pain.
    “You like leather, hmmm? Let’s try this.” He picked up a tawse, running the three tongues of the split leather over her thighs. She yelped as it struck, took a breath, then prepared for more. He smiled, now knowing how to please, and how to punish.
    “Did you enjoy that?” he asked, hearing her panting.
    “I liked that flogger better. And your hand.” Sam admitted
    “How about this?” He struck her right lower cheek with a riding crop and watched as she immediately lifted her hips to greet the next several blows, finishing with feather-light rubbing.
    “One more thing. The cane,” he boldly proclaimed,
    Sam panicked, hearing it swish in the air. “No, please. Not that,” she begged, truly frightened.
    Rich caressed her shoulders and down the sides of her torso. “Yes, that. You’re not being punished. Give yourself to me,” he ordered softly. He swished the cane several