Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 43678 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43678 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
The tail lashed her legs and snapped across her shoulders, its strike random and biting as she slowly spun. Her nerve endings were firing in a confusion of pleasure from the vibrating sex toy entwined with erotic pain flicking over her skin at each snapping stroke of the whip.
Then, the heavy tresses of a flogger thudded over her shoulders while stinging leather flicked across the tops of her bare breasts.
How could Nick possibly deliver blows to both her front and back at once?
The answer dawned—he couldn’t. Someone else had to have joined him.
The swing continued to turn. As she rotated, a whip cut across her nipples. She moaned against the gag, tears leaping to her eyes. The flogger crashed over her shoulders and upper back.
Around and around she spun as the cane, the single tail, the flogger and the vibrating sex toy continued their relentless assault. The sensations built, rising like a huge wave inside of her until she was mewling and trembling uncontrollably. The chains dug into her palms as she gripped them tightly. Her underarms prickled with perspiration, her breath labored against the gag, her heart thundering like a racehorse.
The dildos inside her ratcheted up in speed, the vibrations throbbing against her distended, aching clit. The pain and the pleasure rose in a wild, tumultuous crescendo of sensation. Her head fell back, her mouth opening in a scream around the bit as a powerful orgasm ripped through her body and exploded through her mind…
~*~
Nick and Dylan Gold, the staff Dom who’d assisted him during the scene, stood side-by-side, whip arms lowered, their eyes fixed on Sophia as she floated somewhere far beyond their reach. Her head was back, her lips softly parted. Her skin was flushed and faintly sheened with perspiration. A kind of inner light suffused her features as she drifted in post-orgasmic submissive subspace.
“She’s something, your girl,” Dylan said admiringly as they gazed at her. “She’s still flying.”
“She’s not my girl,” Nick said automatically. Realizing he sounded like an idiot, he amended, “That is, we only just met today. But, yeah. She’s definitely somewhere up there in the sub ozone.”
Gently, so as not to disturb her, he removed the dildos. Sophia sighed, but otherwise remained still, a soft, peaceful smile on her lips.
Her trusting surrender and powerful response during the scene had moved Nick in a way he hadn’t expected. Normally a one-scene-and-done kind of guy, he was shocked to realize he wanted to take her back to his room to play with for the rest of the night. He pulled himself up short, however, not wanting to send the wrong signal or move too fast.
“Hey, there,” he said softly as he removed the sleep mask from her face. “You okay?”
Sophia’s eyelids fluttered open. She fixed her gaze on his face with a sexy, satisfied look. “Very okay. That was awesome.”
“You took quite a whipping,” Nick replied with a grin as he helped her from the swing. Power still coursed pleasantly through his veins. His cock was stiff in his jeans, but he was content to wait until later for relief.
Sophia swayed slightly as she got her bearings.
“I want to take care of those welts. Do you need to sit down?” Dylan asked, placing a solicitous hand on her shoulder.
“No, I’m good,” she replied, standing taller. “Thanks.”
Nick pulled the tube of specialty balm he kept in his gear bag. As he stroked it into her skin, Dylan helpfully wiped down the swing and impact toys.
“Thanks for your help,” Nick said to him.
“Yeah,” Sophia added. “Thank you very much.” She flashed a dimpled grin.
“My pleasure,” Dylan replied with a smile. Turning to Nick, he added, “You’ve got yourself quite a little firecracker there.” He lifted his chin toward Sophia for emphasis.
Nick laughed. “Don’t I know it.”
Dylan’s eyes lit up as a woman with short auburn hair and large hazel eyes appeared. She wore a low-cut black minidress, her feet bare, a pretty red opal pendant around her neck that matched the one around Dylan’s neck.
“There you are,” Dylan said, kissing her on the nose. Putting his arm around her, Dylan turned to Nick and Sophia. “This is Kendra, my sweetheart,” he said. “Kendra. Meet Nick and Sophia, two new guests to the island.”
As they exchanged greetings, Nick was struck by the easy love that flowed between the pair, creating a kind of warm glow that surrounded them both. What would it be like to love someone like that, and to be so loved in return? Nick gave himself a mental shake. He wasn’t even sure he knew what love was.
Grabbing their stuff, Nick and Sophia moved away from the scene station to allow the next players their turn. Nick pulled out the extra bottle of water he’d snagged at the juice bar and held it out for Sophia to sip.