Her skin
was on fire, burning and stinging, and she began to dance on her toes, little
mewling cries escaping from her lips. “Oh, oh, oh, it hurts,” she panted,
though she didn’t want it to stop—far from it. She wanted it to go on forever.
“It’s
supposed to,” Charles intoned from behind her. “Let go.”
“Yes,” she
moaned. “Yes…”
The
leather stroked, slapped and painted her skin, its heat entering her muscles
and seeping into her bones. “Yes…oh, yes…” Pain lost its meaning, pleasure had
no set definition. It was all sensation, pure and perfect. She drifted
heavenward, no longer certain where she was or what was happening.
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