Masters of Sensation by Ines Johnson

Author:Ines Johnson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ines Johnson

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

"Thigh your spread, Josephine."

My brain was malfunctioning. Processing speeds were lagging. Syntax errors abounded.

"Spread your thighs, Josephine," Master Cornelius repeated, and this time, I got the message.

I did as I was told, though my knees were weak. My ankles shuddered. My calves wept. He hadn't spared a single part of my thighs in his attention tonight.

To call me a quivering mess would've been a misnomer. I was a shattered shard of glass that Master Cornelius was fashioning into a masterpiece that would be heralded for ages. As it was, there was only one patron viewing this display.

Frank's mouth was a white line that tugged ever tighter with each lash of the flogger. His blue eyes showed me the entire sky and then stretched their horizon with each of my gasps and moans. A huge part of my pleasure was witnessing his delight.

Was this his kink? Voyeurism? Hell, it was my new kink—watching him watch me come.

Master Cornelius trailed the tails of the flogger up my thighs, passing over my anus, which screamed and puckered for attention, then to my quivering core. My clit pulsed with anticipation.

Then all sensation was gone. I was left with only air as he took the flogger away. A second later, I felt a sting at the edge of my right labia, just below my throbbing bud. The impact was an electric shock, and I was coming again.

When I managed to open my eyes, Frank's fingers were white as he gripped the edge of the chair. His thighs were splayed open, a decided bulge at the center of his pants.

What was turning him on more? The pain Master Cornelius was inflicting? Or the pleasure Master Cornelius thrust upon me with the flogger? Or maybe, like any man, Frank was getting off at the sight of a naked woman laying helpless in front of him.

"Ahhhh," I squealed as Master Cornelius rubbed the handle of the flogger against my core.

The handle was thick. The leather soft. At the same time, the material was unyielding. The pattern of the braids added to the immense pleasure.

All I could think about was Master Cornelius grinding his dick on me. Thrusting himself inside of me. The thwap thwapping our bodies would make as we flogged each other until we both—

"Ahhh," I squealed again, this time from the sudden absence of all sensation. Master Cornelius had taken the flogger away. It wasn't a tease this time. He was walking away from me. His direction was back toward the canvas bag where he would stored that blessed torture device away. Because that was it. I knew without him saying that our time was up.

"What the fuck, Neal?"

The anger in Frank's voice was enough to cut through the haze of my desire. Frank sprang out of the chair and was now looming over my naked body.

"That's the end of the scene," Master Cornelius said calmly.

"She's not satisfied."

"I gave her exactly what she asked for."

"She clearly wants more."

"As her owner, are you giving me permission to go beyond her boundaries?"

Frank paused.

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