Landry picked up a pair of floggers and started working up and down her back and ass with them. These didn’t bother Axel, now that he knew what they felt like. After a few minutes of that, Landry paused.
“Color, girl.”
“Green, Sir.” Her voice definitely held a fuzzy, soft tone.
“Good girl.” He picked up a strap and again, Axel knew this one was more bark than bite, loud because of the way it was doubled over into the handle, but soft, supple leather that barely stung, even with a hard stroke.
Landry switched from that to a lightweight acrylic paddle. This got a little whining out of her, and as he rubbed the spot where he’d just delivered one particularly hard stroke, he leaned in.
“Color, girl.”
“Green, Sir.”
Landry stepped to the right, grabbed Axel, and pulled him to stand behind her.
When he wasn’t sure what Landry wanted him to do, Landry stepped behind him, planted a hand between his shoulders, and shoved, hard.
Axel was pressed against her back and she immediately started grinding her ass against his jeans.
Ooooh, yeah. His cock was fully on board with the plan now.
Axel reached around her and started playing with her clit again. Meanwhile, Landry swapped out implements and just as Skye was really starting to get into what he was doing to her, Landry made a slicing motion across his throat.
Axel had a hard time stepping to the side, because he’d been grinding back.
Landry immediately started going after her with a riding crop, leaving welts up and down her ass and thighs, and her moans turned into squeals of pain.
His stomach rolled, but he forced himself to stay there. He even reached under her and played with her left nipple, the closest one.
Landry gave him a thumbs-up and increased the strength and speed of his impacts, stopping suddenly, leaving her gasping and panting.
He rubbed the hits in while indicating for Axel to change position so he could play with her other nipple. That got her moaning again.
Landry turned to once again swap implements. When he faced Axel, Axel blanched.
He held a whip.
“Color, girl!” Landry barked.
“Green, Sir!”
Landry made a hand motion Axel didn’t understand. Cris stepped in and showed Axel how to step inside the cross’ framework, then gestured for him to finger her pussy.
Landry took a couple of easy test throws just to gauge his distance, not making contact with her. “You’ll take these if you want your ass fucked, girl. Ready?”
“Ready, Sir.” She shifted position, dropping her head and sticking her ass out.
Landry didn’t crack the whip, but it was almost worse. She went from moaning to squealing with pain, back to moaning with each strike.
Cris stepped into Axel’s field of vision and with both hands mimed finger-fucking her.
So that’s what he started doing.
* * * *
There was something incredibly hot about this scene in a way she couldn’t begin to understand or even define. She’d had countless “hot” scenes before.
This was…different.
