Chapter 15

Scott moved around the room and reached for a device which he activated. Instantly after, chains with leather handcuffs tumbled from the ceiling. He ordered Stella to approach him, and he locked her wrists in the handcuffs. He did everything so slowly that Stella could have died several times of heart attacks. The silence that reigned in the room now contrasted with the sound of their little confrontation. But the energy and the desires of each were far from having evaporated. They just seemed to contain them.

- I'm not going to tie your legs this time.

He covered her eyes with a blindfold. Stella suddenly found herself in the dark. She had a small fright a few seconds before becoming calm again.

- You will be able to concentrate fully on your sensations. Don't forget your colour code and your safeword. She shook her head in affirmation, not having received permission to speak. Take a deep breath. Focus on your senses and on my voice. He approached his captive, who remained in the blur of what was going to happen to her. He slowly ran his thumb over his submissive's lips, which parted at the touch. I'm not going to put a gag on you, I want to be able to hear you throughout the session.

He didn't know if it was because it was their first time, but he felt bubbling and anxious. He explained all his gestures to her with the aim perhaps that she stopped this session of her own free will. He knew better than anyone, that once a certain stage passed, he will go to the end of his session. He saw part of the images of Leo again and his mouth went dry. He shouldn't lose control; he shouldn't be doubtful and circumspect. Stella herself was showing determination, he had to live up to it. He pulled away from her again, took the time to breathe and relax. In silence and with his eyes closed, he recovered. Once his eyes opened again, his gaze no longer betrayed any uncertainty, he was now convinced that this moment would be entertaining, but he didn't know how much. He would do anything to enjoy it while it lasted.

Stella was calm but a little lost. Already, she was in the dark and now she couldn't hear anything and especially the contact she had with her Dom had suddenly vanished. In her head, endless possibilities of what her master had in store for her buzzed. She then heard little noises here and there in the room, her attention turned to each of them each time, hoping to glean some information. Then afterwards, nothing. In the sovereign, silence had just regained its full rights. Suddenly Stella's breath hitched. A searing sensation of pain shot through her, and she only absorbed the sound of the touch afterwards. She almost bit her tongue. The surprise had been total, she moaned in pain. She could still feel the heat coming from the place of contact on her back. She received millions of signals at the same time, and her brain was having a little trouble sorting them out. Her mind was still shaken, and she still hadn't understood what just happened to her. She tensed her muscles expecting to receive more blows, but nothing came. Instead, she shuddered in pain at the touch of her Dom on the marked areas. Her breathing returned to normal, she felt the passage of her Dom’ fingers, accentuating the tingling she felt. She realized that the object had left a long line on her back. She felt at her feet while feeling the ground a kind of creeper hanging around. It was then that she understood. She had just taken a whiplash. One shot....

She felt her Dom' warm hands run over her body. He lingered on the most sensitive areas of her body. She waddled at the touch, wanting to accentuate it. Then nothing, she felt the cold, before feeling the pain again, but this time on one of her thighs. The power of the blow had increased further. She barely suppressed a cry and moaned instead. The same game resumed: after each blow, he waited a moment for her to assimilate the sensation perfectly. He approached her, tickled her, and woke up the pleasure-hungry beast that slumbered in her body. He drew her in, gave her a taste, just a little to arouse her but never enough to satisfy her. She alternated screams of pain and moans of pleasure, combined with frustration. She felt the bite of the whip intensely on her skin. She felt the heat in the affected area. The pain slowly eased into a tingling, which lingered for a while. Strangely, this feeling did not displease her. Her body reacted to this treatment, the pain was followed by a wave of ever more intense pleasure, the power of the blows increasing. She waited between each blow with the same anxiety, never knowing where the blows were going to come from and what part of her body her Dom would be aiming for. But a certain expectation of receiving others won over her. She felt that the more the session progressed, the closer she would come to a different enjoyment.

- Are you handing me your body because you want more? To get more? You are very vicious.

Stella felt shame invade her, when she heard the remarks of her Dom, tinged with a palpable irony. He was obviously amused by the situation. He moved closer to her again. He grabbed hold of the breast rings and pulled hard on them all at once. Stella moaned in pain. She was hot and her whole body was crying out for more. As he tormented her, her body melted, and the sensations became more and more pleasant. She completely surrendered control and was under the onslaught of her Dom, but despite it all, her body and mind succumbed to the waves of pleasure she felt.

- You are very quiet while I ask you a question. His voice rumbled, she could feel that he didn't appreciate her silence and her insolence. In another context, she would have responded quickly for fear of aggravating her situation. But at that time, she preferred to remain silent. Last time I speak to you. Or I'll leave you stuck here for a few hours.

The threat snapped her out of her lethargy. She wanted to provoke him, just to get him to give her more. She didn't want him to stop.

- No master, please. Carry on.

- I didn't ask you to give me orders, slave. His voice hardened further. I asked you specific questions and I expect you to answer these and nothing else.

She had a little trouble remembering the questions to herself. Her mind was wandering, and her concentration was slipping.

- Please excuse my insolence. Yes, I want more, I want you to play more with my body. But I will be satisfied with your will.

No verbal response to her words. But she heard the whip whistling behind her. It was the first time she heard split the air and snap something other than her.

- We're going to move up a gear, he announced in a deep voice.

She could feel the lust vibrate in his voice. He seemed to be trying to maintain a normal voice, but she knew him very well and she could pick up on that detail. He seemed to be having as good a time as her, maybe even more, she hoped inwardly. The blows that followed became more violent and more rhythmic without a long pause between each one, but his whole body was only pleasure. The feeling of pain vanished almost instantly, and pleasure took its place. Stella couldn't see it, already because he was behind her but in addition she had her sight hidden, but her body had taken on a red colour that Scott greatly appreciated. She was magnificent, she sublimated herself after each shot like a true work of art. He enjoyed the control; he enjoyed being able to hear her express her pain whether it was in the form of a cry or a moan. Currently, he was making a huge effort on himself to keep control of both his mind and the violent erection, which was slowly killing him. He hadn't taken so much pleasure in a session for a very long time. But he knew that Stella still had things to show him, and he wanted to see how far he could push her. Stella's mind was clouding more and more. She had trouble expressing herself. Her moans became almost bestial, primal, animal noises. She was unconsciously pulling on the bracelets holding her arms. Scott stopped his actions and approached her to check her condition. He felt her on the verge of unconsciousness, but as he took off the blindfold, what he saw in Stella's eyes genuinely surprised him. There was nothing docile in her gaze. Another would have backed off because this version of his sub was not obedient. She wanted to break free. He grabbed Stella's jaw tightly and kissed her wildly. Their tongues launched into a frenzied dance, their first real contact since the beginning. Stella softened at that last one and came back a little more to herself. They separated by lack of air.

- Master, she begged, at the end of her strength. Please... Let me cum...