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for me, trusting me."
"You love me." The words were said as if they explained
everything.
"I do." It was as simple as that. And as complicated.
Peter brushed the flogger over Samuel's nipples, and then
let the flogger fly, the tails thudding softly. He loved that, the
way Samuel's body arched, bucked for him. He hit again,
making sure to hit Samuel's nipple. The skin went pale for a
second, and then the blood rushed to it, making it a sweet,
deep rose.
"Oh, Samuel. Stunning ... simply stunning..." He moved
lower, hitting Samuel's belly.
"Sir. Peter. Love!"
Peter hit again and again, little welts rising up. He gentled
the touch, letting the flogger hit Samuel's prick. His lover
went perfectly still, staring at him with wide eyes.
"Balls now." As the words ended, he flicked the flogger
across Samuel's tight, sensitive balls.
Samuel's legs drew up, a soft cry sounding. Peter took
advantage of the tilt of Samuel's hips to flick the flogger
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across the base of Samuel's ass, just right where it met the
tops of his thighs.
"Mmm." Samuel bucked, moaning happily.
His lover liked that sting.
Peter did it again and then dragged the leather back up to
hit Samuel's cock. He'd get to that sweet ass. After Samuel
had come and they moved to one of the stronger floggers.
Soft little sounds filled the air, Samuel starting to move under
the blows. Peter kept it mixed up, hitting Samuel's cock and
balls, between his legs, his belly and nipples, shoulders.
Samuel's lovely skin was soon a beautiful, deep rose.
"Peter. Peter, love..." Samuel's hips were bucking, rolling,
punching the air.
"You need to come, don't you, love?" Peter hit Samuel's
cock and balls again with a single flick. "You may."
"Yes!"
It took three more blows, his lover's need always caught
up, needing help. When it happened, Samuel screamed, heat
pouring.
The scent of him made Peter moan, his own cock hard, full
of need. But he could wait.
He rubbed Samuel's come into the rose-colored skin, the
heat of it warming his fingers. Samuel groaned for him,
relaxing, shivering a little. Bending, he offered Samuel a kiss,
tongue sweeping through Samuel's hot little mouth. Samuel
tugged against the cuffs, pushing into the kiss, his hunger
obvious.
"We need to test the stinging flogger now, Samuel. On
your stomach. I won't leave you empty and wanting, though."
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Smiling, Peter ran his hands over Samuel's skin,
encouraging and helping Samuel to turn on the bench. There
was enough give in the cuffs that his wrists weren't hurt.
"I love you, Sir. Peter." Samuel's ass was perfect
rounded, pale, his.
He kissed one ass cheek. "Love you."
Peter found the lube on a small shelf near the door and
slicked up the wooden handle of the tan flogger and his
fingers. Sliding two along Samuel's crack, Peter hummed at
the heat of his lover's body. Samuel moved easily, begging
for his touch, begging to be filled. Peter slid both fingers into
that sweet little hole, pushing deep and twisting, searching
for the spot that would make Samuel howl. He found it,
pegging the flat gland, rubbing it over and over as he drove
his baby insane.
"No one takes to sensation the way you do, Samuel. No
one." Pain, pleasure, the simple glide of a hand on hot skin,
Samuel loved it all.
"I want you. More than anything."
"I know." It was a heady feeling. "You'll take the handle
first, love. So I can use this other flogger on you."
"I ... That means you'll have to buy it, for sure."
"It was the first one you chose; of course I'm buying it."
He added another finger in, stretching Samuel.
"Oh ... Okay. Good. I liked it. I liked the feel of it."
He let the tails swish over Samuel's back. Samuel's hips
bucked, back muscles rippling. "Mmm..." Oh, it was going to
be magnificent when he used the heavier flogger. For now, he
teased the end of the handle against Samuel's ass.
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"Smooth." That little hole pushed back, almost kissing the
tip of the handle.
Groaning softly, Peter pressed a little harder, letting
Samuel have the first inch or two. Samuel's moan rang out
through the room, little wrinkled hole spreading for him.
"That's it, love." He kept pushing, his own cock getting
harder as the handle went deeper.
"I want you."
Yes, but Peter could see how much Samuel wanted this,
too.
He pulled the handle almost all the way out, and then
pushed it back in, almost to the hilt. The dark curls bobbed as
Samuel threw his head back, throat working. Peter continued
to thrust the handle in and out until Samuel began to writhe
from it. The tails stroked Samuel's thighs with every motion,
and he knew it must be driving Samuel mad.
Finally, he sat it deep inside Samuel's body, his fingers
stroking along the sweet, pale buttocks. They would not be
pale for long.
"Need. Need you." That little hole squeezed the handle.
He kissed one ass cheek, and then the other, fiddling with
the handle, just a little, just enough to make Samuel crazy.
"And now the flogger that thuds and stings."
"Y ... yes. Yes, love."
His brave love. Peter stroked Samuel's spine, and then let
the blue flogger fly, the large tails making a satisfying
thudding noise, the thinner ones no doubt stinging harshly.
Samuel cried out, jerked. "Peter!"
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"Yes, love. Let me hear you." He loved what a beating did
to Samuel.
"It burns."
"I'm sure it does." He let the flogger hit again.
"I. I can't. Please." Samuel jerked away, legs kicking.
"You can." He let the flogger fly again, the sound as it hit
rather wonderful.
"No!" The scream was panicked, magnificent, but the
tension in Samuel's lean body eased.
Peter didn't bother to argue anymore with words. Instead,
he kept whipping Samuel with the flogger, moving it down
along Samuel's back, over his buttocks and across the back of
his thighs. Samuel arched and pulled, screamed and writhed,
the sight driving Peter mad with need. The thin, stinging tails
left welts behind them, the wider ones leaving a deep red, the
blood drawn to the surface.
Peter hit Samuel a few more times, the noise of the flogger
as it hit Samuel's ass making the coil of heat in his belly
tighten. He heard the soft sob, the signal that Samuel was
close to the edge.
"One more, love. One more and then I'll have you, take
you to the sky."
"One. For you."
"No, for you." He laid the stripe down, the solid thump
echoed by Samuel's scream.
Peter straddled the bench and slowly worked out the
handle. Samuel shuddered, shook, sobbing softly as the
heavy wood was removed.
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