This chapter focusses purely on smut because I had a fun idea, you were warned.

Thwack

The sound of suede hitting bare skin resounds through the brightly lit room, followed by the muffled moan that comes after each strike. The thin strips leave behind a light redness as they mold to the curves of her body.

Thwack

The sting of the tassels is offset by a gentle caress as they drag over her skin. There is only the barest pause as the leather leaves her, just an instant before the tassels strike once more.

Her chest rises and falls as she breathes through her nose, each breath stretches the thin leather bands that cross her upper body. Her pink lips stretched around the brightly colored ball gag, a few drops of saliva dribble down her lip. She shudders at the next strike of the flogger on her buttocks.

The young woman's wrists bound by thick leather cuffs tied to a chain dangling from the ceiling. A tremble passes through her legs as she stands stretched out on her toes, her legs apart so that she stands on display. The silk scarf wound around her head ensures that each strike is a surprise.

Behind her stands her lover clad only in a dark pair of jeans, brown flogger firmly in hand as a mischievous light shines in the green of his eyes. His gaze roams over her skin, drawing upwards over the dark stockings covering her long legs. Fixating on the thin pink strips that stand out on the pale skin of her butt.

A rosy flush is spread over her creamy skin, droplets of perspiration cling to her. Black leather bands crisscross her skin as they accentuate her perky breasts. The intricate design makes her a pleasure for the eye as it causes the gaze to follow the smooth line of her belly.

Her nostrils flare and her red hair sways in its ponytail as a harsher sting causes her to jerk, she sways forward before she manages to pull herself back into the right position. The next strike is soft, a slight sting as the tassels remain on her skin. Instead of being pulled away they drag upwards. She shivers as the gentle contact sends a pleasurable tingle through her body.

A slight tickle as it sweeps up along her back, the tips of the tassels touch the back of her neck before they begin to dance. A quick rhythmic movement of his wrist causes the suede strips to fly every which as they tickle her skin. As the dance of the tassels rounds down the back of her shoulder a mix of a squeal and a giggle sounds through her gag. She sways on the end of the chain as she tries to avoid the tickling strips of suede. Distorted laughter comes from her as the tassels continue to dance against the sensitive skin on the inside of her arm.

A swift and sharp strike at her rear causes the laughter to end in a squeal. Her nostrils flare as she breathes deeply to calm her racing heart. The suede caresses her cheek before it makes its way downward once more. Her moan is muffled by the gag as the few dozen strips brush over her nipple as they follow the way of gravity down her body.

Bereft of the contact she sways in her bonds as she waits for what will come. Quit moments in which only a faint buzzing can be heard pass and she begins to fidget, shifting her weight from foot to foot. She stills as she hears her lovers bare feet pad the hardwood floor to stand before her.

He stands relaxed, his eyes tracing a path over her form, a smirk settles on his lips as he sees her flush, and squirm. Her attempt to close her legs and hide her weeping lips stops at the sharp strike of the flogger.

A few light taps ensure that she stands on her toes with her feet apart, standing bare before his eyes with not a hope to hide anything. The tassels of the flogger move to follow a path up her body, beginning at her dainty stocking clad feet. The suede drags over the soft dark nylon that covers her legs up to her thighs. The tassels catch on the remote stuck in her stocking, the cable connecting it to the toy inside her.

The tassels make their way over the embroidered designs that make way for supple flesh slick with the fluid from her dripping lips. She shivers as it comes closer and closer toward the apex of her legs, her pussy clenches around the toy vibrating inside her. Droplets of sweat snake their way down over her skin as she shakes.

Unbidden she rises up to the tips of her toes as the tassels come ever closer to her throbbing core. A disappointed whine comes from her as the feeling leaves her and she has no choice but to fall back down again. A throaty chuckle resounds from her lover, one that would have had her glower under other circumstances.

He circles her, his voice husky as he dips in to whisper near her ear. "That desperate for the attention?"

After the sensuous torture she endured when he dressed her in her outfit for their play session an affirmative gurgle is the only answer she can give. Her chin wet with the saliva that dribbles down from the holes of her gag.

The tip of his nose on her skin as it guided the way for his hands to put on her stockings had been maddening enough. The leather harness being fitted while the egg inside her vibrated cheerfully had nearly drenched her. Yet the low setting on the egg during her flogging was simply sadistic, only enough to stoke the fire inside.

He chuckles again as he continues to circle her, he affects confusion in his words. "And where do you need it the most? Is it here?" A sharp sting on her buttocks causes her to jump in place.

"No? Hmm maybe here." A quick and sharp strike on the inside of her thigh curls her back as she gives a shriek. As a predator he steps around her trapped form, each guess coupled with a sharp strike of the tassels. Each wrong guess winds her tighter with anticipation for when he guesses correctly.

After a light sting at her belly the tassels wind around her hip, a powerful tremble passes through her as she hangs in her bonds. She is barely aware that he stops in front of her, only just hearing him say.

"Perhaps here."

An electric bolt shoots through her and she howls as the flogger strikes at the joint of her legs. She arcs her back as she stretches out in the throes of sensation before she slumps once more.

His voice oozes with smugness as he speaks. "Aah, seems like that was the right spot." The tips of his fingers land on the inside of her thigh. "Oh well, at least I had fun guessing."

She growls at his words, but her focus rests entirely on the slow circular motion of his fingers, an ever expanding spiral that has her fidget as much as her position allows. Her twitches stop abruptly as his fingers bump into the small remote stuck in her stocking.

A thoughtful hum resounds before the gentle buzzing inside her turns ferocious, a guttural moan comes from her as she clenches around the toy inside her. Her muscles tremble as she tries to curl up, she pulls down on the chain that forces her to stay standing.

Breathing harshly she doesn't notice as his hand finds the way to the cable connecting the remote and the vibrator inside her. She spasms as he tugs on the cable, clenching to keep it inside her, after a moment he relents and the toy moves back to its position. Her relief is quickly squashed as he tugs on it again.

It becomes a game between them, him pulling on the cable and her clenching for all she's worth. Her knees tremble as the movement causes the vibrator to press down on the exact spot inside her that elicits a deep moan with each press. A wet trail of spit runs down her chin as she cries out in wordless effort and ecstasy.

A few more tugs before he stops relenting on the pressure, pulling with increasing force on the cable extending from between her swollen lips. She resists to the best of her ability as she shudders from the vibrations, the pleasure she feels the undoing of her efforts.

Finally the vibrator comes free with a pop and she slumps into her bonds with a pitiful whine. She can hear the vibrations stop as he steps away from her, his words drifting back.

"Hmm that was quite tasty." The meaning behind his words cause her cheeks to flush scarlet as she hears him step closer.

The ball is pulled from her mouth and left to rest in the hollow of her throat. She works her jaw, testing the ache in her cheeks before closing her mouth, waiting until he returns. In place of the gag a blunt tip about half the size of the ball is placed against her lips.

"Come on now, it needs to be nice and wet so lick." His last word a punctuated command as he pushes it against her lips.

Her mouth opens, tongue snaking out to lick the toy held before her mouth. She tries her best to lick it as she would him, a hopeful thought that she could manage to seduce him flits through her mind. Her tongue goes from the base to the top before swirling around the plastic head.

Before she can open her mouth wider his voice interrupts her. "Too slow, let me help."

Repositioning the toy he pushes it deeper, her resistance a reflex as he uses the toy to plunder her mouth. She gurgles helplessly during the assault until she slowly forces herself to relax.

Once he feels that she has stopped resisting he begins to pick up the pace. A steady pumping as he uses the toy to fuck her mouth, drool flows down her chin as he pulls it far back before pushing to the back of her throat. Eventually with the toy slick with her spit he slides it free only to replace it with the gag once more

She feels his body against her, his bare chest against her side as he teases her before he slides the tip of the toy in between the wet lips of her core.

"Hmm seems you were already wet enough." An idle comment as he pushes it inside her while she inhales sharply.

She groans as the phallic toy fills her, held in place for her to adjust to the feeling. A slow rythmic motion as it slides up and down, her walls gripping to the ridges of the toy as the bumps press into the bundle of nerves inside making her twitch in place. One of his hands grasps the underside of her thigh, bringing her leg up while the other increases the pace with which the toy plunders her depths.

The knot inside her becomes tighter and tighter as he settles on a faster rythm, a long drawn out moan comes from behind the gag. The pumping proves to be too much for her as she begins to shudder and buck. Bursts of screams interspaced by sharply drawn breaths as the orgasm passes through her body. Her thighs tremble as she tries to bring her legs together to stave off the ravishment.

The shuddering in her body slowly subsides as she slumps further and further into her bonds and her lover, held up only by the cuffs connected to the ceiling and his grasp on her body. A confused moan escapes her he removes the toy, torn between her desire to rest and sadness at the emptiness left in its wake.

She regains her footing when he lowers her leg before his hands deftly undo both the clasp of the gag and the knot of the blindfold. The soft silk slips down to fall on the floor as he removes the ball from between her lips. Gingerly she tests her jaw as she can feel an ache in her cheeks.

Opening her eyes a crack she can't help a giggle as she is greeted by the sight of him on a stool, the young man with a mop of brown hair too short to reach the carabiner attached to the ceiling hook. Adjusted to the light she gives an appreciative glance to his bare upper body, her eyes follow the line of his lightly toned muscles as he stretches out to reach the ceiling. Her gaze lingers on the trail of hair that vanishes into his jeans.

With a click he begins to lower her arms, she realizes the weakness of her knees as she wobbles and teeters before his arm wraps around her waist. She leans into him as she looks up, a softness in his green eyes before their lips meet in a sweet kiss. The gentle contact a stark contrast to the flogging and vigorous pumping that made her wail into the gag.

Resting her head against his chest she closes her eyes as he guides her along with a steady hand. Lost in her muddled thoughts she is surprised as she bumps into something soft, opening her eyes she finds herself in his bedroom before a padded bench.

Ben steps away from her with the chain of her cuffs in hand, he pulls her along to stand against the wooden legs of the bench. Her brow furrows deeper as he threads the end of the chain through a ring at the bottom.

Her mouth opens for a question but he interrupts her before she can make a sound. "You got yours, now I take mine." The soft look in his eyes is replaced by a predatory glint that sends a shiver down her spine as his gaze roves over her naked form.

With a grin he draws at the chain, pulling her over the bench until finally she has no choice but to lay down on the soft supple leather. As she lays draped over the bench he pauzes to admire the sight of her.

She stands bent over at the waist, her toned butt framed nicely by the leather bands of her harness. As he steps around the bench he lets a single finger trail a path from her bound hands, over her outstretched arms.

Down her slender neck his fingertip skips over each of the leather bands that cross her back

She squirms as her focus lies on the tip of his finger travelling her naked form, her butt wriggles before his eyes. She stills when his hands cup her cheeks, her eyes slowly close as he kneads the supple flesh.

He glides his hands down from her cheeks, caressing her thighs they flow down her legs. His hands glide over the nylon of her stockings, a tantalizing touch that makes her sigh. One by one he takes her ankles in hand before he forces them apart to the legs of the bench.

He closes the soft cuffs around her ankles before he places a kiss at the top of her stockings. A soft moan is drawn from her as he peppers her skin with light kisses. She rests her head on the supple leather with a smile as she relaxes. She feels his cheek on the back of her leg, her breath flutters as the tip of his nose tickles her skin as he grazes it up on the inside of her thigh.

A sudden sharp pain in her left cheek makes her flinch and cry out. At the sound of his smug chuckle and with a dark foreboding she squirms in her bonds. She tries with all her might to move her butt out of the way as he continues to rain down a hail of kisses in between each bite. Her mewl of protest is cut off by a sharp gasp as his hands clap down on her bottom, she bites her lip as the sting of it travels through her to the tip of her clit.

Kneading her cheeks he kneels behind her, he pulls at the skin of her thighs to expose her completely to his eyes. Her lips spread open to reveal the darkened pink inside, her outer lips swollen while her slit drips from anticipation.

She gasps as his tongue flicks out against her, small touches against her swollen lips as he moves around. He traces the outer wall of her lips with a dotted line making her pant, she moans as he follows the inner wall with a single line. She marvels at the feel of his tongue, inhaling sharply as he sucks her lip inside his mouth. She keens as his tongue dances against the delicate skin.

Her moans become louder as he becomes bolder, his tongue delving deeper into her pussy. She holds her breath as his tongue presses fully against her on the upstroke, a shocked grunt as the barest brush against her peeking clit sends a jolt of electricity through her. A desperate moan follows as the tip of his tongue follows her slit. With each repetition her moans lower in pitch as she archs her back.

She falls onto the bench as he traces her inner lips with soft strokes, she bites her lip as he lightly blows on her erect and swollen clit. A slight confused sound escapes her as he places the flat of his tongue at the top of her hill, as he drags it across her weeping core she lets out a shout.

She moans deeply as she shudders and shakes on the bench while he pushes against her a bit harder with each new lap he makes. A distant part of her marvels at the sensations of each groove and every bump on his tongue as he licks up her juices.

Her fingers scramble on the wood of the bench trying to find purchase as he uses the tip of his tongue to circle her clit, she lets out a keening wail as his tongue slips around her clit for a full spiral. Each spiral against her straining button raises the pitch of her wail as the pressure inside her grows.

Abruptly the wail and her breath dies out as his lips come up on either side of her straining nub. She pinches her eyes shut as he sucks her clit inside his mouth, crying out he begins to hum. The sound making his lips vibrate around her clit.

Her cry raises in pitch and volume as the pressure inside her mounts higher to the tipping point. Just before she can lose herself in the waves of her orgasm the humming stops. His lips vanish from her clit and for that moment she is stupefied.

When clarity strikes she bucks and heaves on the bench, pleading and cursing with the same breath as the feeling inside her slowly wanes. An anxious tension left just beneath her skin as he laughs while she struggles on the bench.

He pats her cheeks, his voice soft as he speaks. "Just a little more and you're ready."

His words do little to reassure her as she sobs at his cruelty. She draws deep and heavy breaths at the ache in her core. Frowning as his tongue is placed her once more, puzzled at its place before her eyes widen in understanding as it begins to move. His tongue follows the line between her slit and her ass, her cheeks pulled apart so that he can circle her pink whorl.

She trembles on the bench as his tongue circles a cluster of nerves rarely stimulated. Every third motion he pushes his tongue directly onto her hole, each time it gains more way as her resistance lessens. She moans as he prepares her ass.

She turns her head when he steps back, trying to see what the next step will be but she can't catch more than a glimpse off his side. When he stands behind her once more she startles with a shriek as suddenly a cold liquid flows down between her cheeks. His fingers massage the lube into her hole and she moans when one slips in.

Her eyes close as a blunt object is pressed against her, a low vibration makes her groan as she bites her lower lip. Nostrils flaring she forces her body to relax once more after the initial scare. He waits patiently, using the toy to massage the lube into her sphincter. The tip dips in briefly before it retreats to resume the massage.

He slowly works the vibrating toy into her butt, gaining more ground with each pass as he works to stretch her. All the while he stokes the fire inside her, the tension mounts with each passing second. Her breath shutters as the toy pushes past the barrier, she lets out a deep guttural moan as he turns up the vibrations inside her.

He pats her backside with murmured encouragement, a soft "Good girl." makes her blush even as she feels the warmth radiate inside her. Not long ago she had felt trepidation at the mere thought of a toy lodged inside her backdoor, now she could feel the wetness dripping down her legs at the reality.

An audible thud sounds as he finally unbuckles his belt and drops his faded jeans along with his shorts to the floor. His gaze settled on her squirming body on the bench, transfixed by the back and forth motion of her butt. She grunts with frustration as her impatience for him to move ahead mounts, the knot inside her tightens further with each moment.

She stills with a subdued moan as the tip of his erection is pressed between her dripping lips. She trembles as he teases her opening by moving his head up and down between her lips. Impatient she growls as she tilts her hips every possible way to try and force his entry. A desperate shout escapes her as he stays on his path.

"BEN! PLEASE!"

Yet even the anger in her voice does nothing to hurry him. He nestles the head of his cock in just the right place as one hand slides over her hip to follow the curve of her spine. Once it reaches the nape of her neck he curls it around her ponytail, pulling on her hair as he slowly moves forward. Her drawn out moan is answered by his strained groan as he hilts himself inside her. He stays still for a few moments, adjusting to the wet warmth that urges him to pump with abandon.

Pulling back he begins with deep and steady strokes, a slow pace that stokes the fire inside her. Her hands clench hard enough for her nails to leave crescents behind on her palms. With her mouth open and her eyes closed she cries out with each stroke. The pull on her hair only adding fuel to the fire inside her.

The buzzing inside her presses through the thin wall separating his cock from the toy, egging the both of them on. With one hand in her hair and the other on her hip he increases his pace, his motions quicker as he fucks her closer to the tipping point. A deep moan spills from her open lips as she loses herself to the pleasure. A shuttering scream the herald for the explosion of her orgasm and the waves that follow.

Her walls clench around him with each wave of pleasure, his continued thrusting only serve to make her cries reach a higher pitch as she shakes and shudders. Close to his own release he grasps her hips with both hands, he sets a vigorous pace before he buries himself to the base and cries out. His legs tremble as she screams with the new wave his seed brings.

He collapses onto her, his chest resting on her back. His breath hot in her ear as they breathe harshly. Their sweat mingling as he pulls out with a forlorn groan. He rests on top of her as the occasional twitch sparks through her body.

Presence and time are lost to her as she lies utterly spent on the bench, vaguely aware that her lover pushes himself up and her arms and legs are freed. She lies limp as a ragdoll from the force of her orgasm as he hoists her to her feet, the strength of his arms the only thing holding her upright for a moment.

A sudden sense of vertigo hits her as he lifts her into his arms and carries her away, her head resting against his chest as she fights to keep open her eyes. Softly she is lowered into satin sheets, a moment of cold before his chest settles against her back. Warmth and comfort are the last she knows as with a tired mutter she begins to drift away.

A chuckle and three words sound before the darkness consumes her.
"Love you too."

an:
I was planning on writing a fluffy chapter before I got to the smut but the pandemic threw a wrench in that plan. Also apparently smut is easier to write then fluff.

Reviews on what you liked or disliked are appreciated.

For those interested I also re-posted 'No touching' where Charmcaster and Gwen get to play.
There is another chapter in the works for that.