“Hold still then,” Nikolai said.
He continued to flog her with light blows, all across her back and shoulders. The switch whipped her over and over, drawing even more blood to the surface of her skin. Her flesh, already highly sensitive from the heat and humidity, became all the more responsive to the sharp sensation.
Nikolai seemed to know exactly how hard to land each blow, to bring her right to the brink of pain, but never too far over the edge.
SMACK!
SMACK!
SMACK!
She could hear him breathing harder, whether from the exertion of the whipping, or for another reason entirely.
She was panting too, and she was sure her face was even redder than her back.
She tried to be still, not to betray the effect the whipping was having on her. But she couldn’t help squirming a little and arching her back.
“Bend over,” Nikolai commanded.
Nadia bent slightly at the waist, putting her palms flat on the stone shelf.
Now Nikolai brought the switch whistling down on her buttocks. Nadia yelped. She had never been spanked before in life. The sharp whip of the switch on her ass made her flinch and clench up.
Nikolai whipped her again and again, across her bottom and the backs of her thighs. He was whipping harder and harder, but strangely the sensation wasn’t painful. On the contrary, it gave her an intense feeling of arousal.
The more sensitive and swollen her bottom became, the more the whipping excited her. The heat of the room, the humiliation of her position, and the physical strength that Nikolai was unleashing on her body, all brought her to a fever pitch.
Whenever he gave her a particularly sharp blow, she gave a little gasp or yelp. But otherwise, the only sound in the room was their breathing, and the whistling sound of the birch switch as it whipped through the air and then slapped against her pert little ass.
At last, when she thought she couldn’t take another minute, Nikolai dropped the switch on the stone floor.
“Good girl,” he said softly. “Did you like it?”
“Yes,” Nadia gasped. She was still bent over the bench, too embarrassed to look up at him.
Nikolai touched her between her thighs with his large, thick fingers.
His fingers slid easily through the wetness of her pussy lips.
“Very good,” he growled.
Nadia moaned.
Nothing had ever felt so exquisitely acute as his fingers rubbing and sliding in the folds of her cunt. His middle finger grazed over her clit, and her knees buckled beneath her.
He slipped his finger all the way inside of her, still rubbing on her clit.
With his other hand, he massaged her tender, reddened asscheek with his palm.
The combination of the two, the slight pain and the intense pleasure, was more than she could stand.
She immediately began to clench and spasm around his finger. She was cumming, harder and faster than she had in her life.
Nikolai kept rubbing her, using the exact right pressure and speed, just as he’d done with the birch switch. He knew just what she needed.
Nadia squeezed her thighs around his hand, the orgasm flushing through her body. She was already so hot and dizzy that it was more than she could bear. She went completely limp and would have fallen over if Nikolai didn’t pick her up in his arms.
“To finish, we have to cool off,” he said.
