Free Club Agony & Ecstasy Box Set by Lexi Cross Page A

in the back of her mind. She wanted him to push his fingers deeper, to fill the void his merciless punishment had left, and allow her a final moment of bliss.
    Instead she felt him pull away, leaving her empty again; starved for the release only he could provide her. She let out an involuntary moan of disappointment, pulling uselessly against the restraints that held her captive, the willing victim of her delicious tormentor.
    “It is not only me that wishes it, look around you at the people who have come to watch you.”
    He walked around to her side, lifting her head up to better see the crowd of people who had gathered and watched eagerly as she ceased to be herself and started to become his. His slave,
    “Yes, Sir...” she whispered, unable to raise her voice more than a few octaves.
    A sudden wallop to her left cheek jolted her back to reality, a sharp reminder that he was in control and would reward her obedience when and if he saw fit. The intense pain from her spanking had only begun to subside, and now it was back, stronger than ever.
    She breathed deeply, trying to disassociate the throbbing pain on her backside with the ache deep inside her, but it was no use; the rush of heat that had returned only served to make the hunger worse.
    “Tell them what you want, my dear!”
    He was taunting her, forcing her to address the group of eager onlookers, and even worse, to tell them she wanted an orgasm.
    “I can’t...” she pleaded, closing her eyes to avoid their stares.
    “You can, my darling, and soon you will.”
    He sounded so confident, and she knew there was no use fighting it. She needed it so badly, and if the only way was to admit it in front of all these people, then so be it.
    “I...I would like to cum for my Master!” she spewed, feeling her cheeks flame as she spoke.
    She searched the faces of the people for a reaction, but they stood motionless; watching her, looking neither surprised nor appalled at her request.
    “Good girl, Helena; I knew you could do it.”
    Aiden brushed her hair back gently, trailing his fingers down her damp skin. She shivered at his touch, knowing that the worst part was finally over. She arched her back, following his touch as he slowly made his way down her back, across her crimson backside and down her thighs, sticky with sweat and the juices flowing from her.
    She felt him spreading her ass cheeks, squeezing the delicate flesh he’d inflicted such distress on. She was being spread open, her dripping pussy on display for the entire room to see as she looked into their faces, each of them fixated on her, eagerly anticipating her movements. They were staring in admiration, perhaps imagining a small part of themselves as her, just as she had done earlier when she was the spectator.
    A wave of euphoria swept over her; from the feeling of her Master’s hand so close to her core, and the rush of excitement at finally overcoming her shyness---even if only for the moment---and being able to let go; to feel free.
    Aiden’s fingers dipped into the source of her wetness, pressing deep into her and making her squeal in delight. His other hand peppered her ass with a few playful slaps, making her squeeze tightly around his fingers, and she felt delightfully full.
    “Ohhh...Master please...” she twisted herself against his fingers, wanting more of him inside her; as much as she could get.
    He sensed her need and didn’t hold back on her this time; sliding his fingers deeper as he used his other hand on her clit, using one of his fingertips to rub it in slow, tantalizing circles that sent shock of pleasure through her whole body.
    Helena could hardly stay still, the pressure building in her was so intense. Every time he pushed his fingers deep inside her it seemed to increase, bubbling over a little as he worked her clit, it seemed bigger than usual and so sensitive she felt like it was going to explode.
    Every time she tried to move he just stopped, and she had given up trying