Chapter 5

His body keeps going, his pleasure stuck at the tipping point. No matter how hard he fucks me, it doesn’t seem to push him over the edge. Withdrawing himself, he grabs the whip, swinging it over my ass, making me moan. I watch as his own hand tugs at his cock, trying to force it to let him release, to let him pleasure himself. He keeps going, whip after whip, while trying to get his cock to give in, but nothing happens. I have seen him frustrated before, in the car. I gave him a blowjob to help, and it worked. This time, though, something tells me that me doing that won’t work. I thought this was him coming back, but now looking at him, he is further away. He has switched off all emotions and is free from the pain, which is causing him to not feel the pleasure as much. His hands unclip mine before he drags me to my knees by my hair. He pulls at me so my face looks up, his cock moving towards my mouth. I open it slowly, letting him slip inside. I groan as I feel the hardness, the pu