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out of her.

“What do you feel, little love?” I ask.

“Daddy’s gift,” she moans.

“That’s right. Is Daddy’s gift getting stingy?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Do you want Daddy to stop?”

“No, Daddy. Please-please.”

“That’s my girl.” I reverse the swing so I’m striking between her shoulders on the down-swing. Whump-crack-whump-crack.

She shudders uncontrollably, muscles flexing from her shoulders all the way to her calves.

“Are you close, Princess?”

“Yes, Daddy. Puh-please, can I come?”

I told her she didn’t need to ask permission during the scene, but I’m delighted she has. Such a good girl.

“You may.” I switch my swing again, stepping in and striking hard on the upcurve of her ass so she gets a good solid thump. “Daddy’s going to count down from fifty. Come before Daddy reaches one and Daddy will give you a very big reward tomorrow.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

She gasps at thirty-five, her back arching and losing her perfect S-curve. Mini-gasm, at a guess, although it might have been a full one and just very quiet, if the flushing of her neck is anything to go by. Whichever, she’s not done. I keep working her with the same motion, crack-crack-crack-crack, striking again and again against the glowing undercurve of her ass. At seventeen, she goes rigid, straining against the chains. Crack-crack-crack-crack. Her whole body convulses and she screams so loudly that several of the players around us stop what they’re doing to look over.

Beside me, where he’s cuffing a teary, red-faced Shaan onto the neighboring set of chains, Niall chuckles. “Nice one.”

I’m damned pleased with it. I let the knotted flogger drop to my side and shake out my arm. I wrap my free hand around Emily’s braid and pull her head back, controlling her but also supporting her through her post-orgasmic haze. Her mouth opens with a soft sigh. “Daddy. Ta, Daddy.”

I kiss her temple. “Good girl. You’re being such a good girl, Emily. Daddy’s very proud of you. I want you to bear twenty with the metal-tipped flogger for me and then I’m going to take you down and fuck you over the edge of the table.”

She whimpers. She’s experienced enough to know that twenty with the metal-tipped flogger will be tough now. She’s taken a lot more than twenty with the knotty flogger, but she was chasing her orgasm and everything would have registered as sensation rather than pain. The metal-tipped flogger will just hurt. I’m counting on her need to please me, and her streak of masochism that matches my streak of sadism, to get her through it.

“What are these twenty, baby?”

“Daddy’s gift,” she says. No whimpering now, although her voice is very soft and small.

“That’s right. Daddy’s gift to his little girl. Ask me for them, Princess.”

It takes her a few seconds of blinking before she manages. “Please, Daddy. Can I have twenty with the bitey flogger?”

“Yes, you may, my little love.” I give her a deep kiss before I release her to sag in the chains while I swap floggers.

The metal-tipped flogger is a brute. The falls are oiled leather with two, metal rivets set close to each tip. The stiffer leather provides a decent amount of sting on its own, but with the weight of the rivets, hard hits are shockingly stingy, and the metal adds its own bite. This flogger was more than Miranda could bear for play, so it was reserved for punishment. It wasn’t enough for Luisa, who had the highest pain threshold of any sub I’ve been with. I had a special flogger with a d-ring on each tip for her. Just the ringing of the falls when I swung it, like reindeer bells, could push Luisa towards subspace. Given how well Emily reacts to sensory triggers, I could probably condition her the same way. I may try it on Emily in the future, once I’m absolutely confident of her pain threshold.

Before I set into her with the metal-tipped flogger, I give Emily some attention and allow her to reconnect with her daddy. I loop the flogger around my wrist so she can see it, build her anticipation, but she keeps her eyes on mine. I start in front of her, with kisses and lots of eye-contact. While I’m kissing her, I play with her breasts, at first through the gauze dress and then when it annoys me, I rip it open to her waist. I haven’t flogged her breasts, belly, or thighs because I don’t want to risk damaging skin that’s already sunburned. With that in mind, I’m gentle with her breasts, and only tug on her nipples which I know for certain were covered by her suit. It takes a solid minute of pinching and rolling before her nipples stay erect, which tells me how hard she came.

“Twenty now with the bitey flogger, sweet girl. What color are you?”

“Green, Daddy. Can I be more Princess Amber for this part?”

I check her eyes. Bright and clear. Her pupils aren’t quite normal, but they’re no longer owl-sized. She’s smiling slightly. Supporting her own weight rather than hanging in the chains. Since she’s come up out of subspace, if she wants to go back into the role-play, I’m fine with that.

“Yes, you may. Watch the insults, though, little girl. You’re getting twenty with the bitey flogger because you insulted the Black Knight twenty times. Before your mouth earns you extra, be sure of what your ass can bear.”

“Yes, Daddy, Sir.”

She gives me a cheeky little grin, which I kiss off her face. I nip at her lips while I play with her nipples some more, and there’s just a hint of glazed arousal in her eyes when I step back. Better.

I move back around her, shaking out the flogger as I go. With the metal rivets, it makes a great sound, a tingle of metal along with the swish of the oiled leather. It’s not quite the reindeer bells of Luisa’s favorite flogger. This one reminds me of church bells ringing over the Yorkshire moors on Christmas morning, distant and silvery. The sound makes goose bumps rise over

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