My Master stands again and holding the flogger by the cords, pushes the handle up inside me. "My juicy Elizabeth... Who would have thought you could be such a glutton for punishment?" Once more supporting me by the waist, he pumps inside me with the flogger handle, hard and rough, but it is slick with my surging juices and slides easily in and out.
Half delirious in tormented bliss, I squall and scream as I writhe in my Master's grasp, the handle pounding inside me all the while. It is too much, too much and I can take no more.
"Redhead!" I yell. "Redhead. Redhead."
He stops instantly, withdrawing the handle. Unclamping my nipples, he reaches up to uncuff my hands. My weight released, I stagger against the spreader bar hobbling my ankles, but he catches me and lifting me bodily, dumps me roughly on the bed.