“I’m good,” Mel said. “I’m better than good.”
Vanessa continued, alternating between gentle brushes of the riding crop and short, sharp stings, gently caressing Mel’s body in between. When every inch of her cheeks had been marked by the whip, Vanessa moved on to the back of Mel’s thighs. More than once, the crop hit dangerously close to her most sensitive parts.
It was all so delicious. The piercing kiss of the crop. The thrill of not knowing when the whip would fall. The adrenaline coursing through her body. The experience threatened to overwhelm her.
“Do you want more?” Vanessa asked.
“Mmmm.” Mel’s whole body was alive with energy. “Yes, Vanessa.”
“Ask nicely.”
“Please, Vanessa. Can I have more?”
“Yes, my pet.” Vanessa tipped Mel’s chin up with her fingers and kissed her softly. “Don’t fight it. Embrace it.”
Mel did as Vanessa instructed. She closed her eyes and let everything else fade away. And slowly, she slipped into a state of bliss. She lost track of time. She lost track of everything around her. All that Mel was aware of was her own body, and Vanessa’s presence, and the pure, concentrated pleasure that Vanessa was giving her.
The whip disappeared and was replaced by the press of Vanessa’s hands. They felt cool against her burning skin. “Do you feel that? The pain has heightened your senses.” Vanessa slid a hand up underneath Mel’s bra and caressed her breasts. “Every nerve in your body is awake. Every sensation is amplified.” She pinched Mel’s nipple firmly.
The throbbing deep within Mel intensified. Vanessa’s hands roamed her body, teasing, brushing, tickling. Vanessa slid the riding crop between Mel’s legs and fli
cked. Mel gasped. It was like a bolt of lightning shooting straight into her core.
“I’m impressed,” Vanessa said. “I thought you’d be begging by now.”
Mel’s only response was a whimper.
“Do you want me to give you your release?” Vanessa grazed Mel’s inner thighs with her fingertips.
Mel nodded. Vanessa slipped her fingers into Mel’s panties and between her lips, and strummed her swollen nub, eliciting endless moans from deep within Mel’s chest. After going for so long without an orgasm, it didn’t take long until Mel was close to the edge.
“Go on,” Vanessa said. “Come for me.”
Mel convulsed against Vanessa’s body, her lips a wide O. She collapsed in Vanessa’s arms, overcome by the feeling that she had floated out of her body. “Mmmm…”
Somehow, Mel found herself on the bed, her wrists unbound, Vanessa’s arm slung across her small frame. Her body still tingled like her nerves were alight.
“Welcome back,” Vanessa said.
“That was incredible,” Mel murmured. Was this what Vanessa meant when she said she was going to make Mel come apart? Because she had succeeded.
“That, Melanie, was subspace.” Vanessa rolled over to face Mel. “It’s a natural high, a rush of adrenaline and endorphins triggered by all the sensations that your body was experiencing. At least, that’s the physical side. There’s far more to subspace than that. Or so I’m told.”
Mel knew exactly what Vanessa was talking about. At that moment when the rest of the world had fallen away was like nothing she’d ever experienced. And the connection she’d felt toward Vanessa had been sublime.
“How are you feeling now?” Vanessa asked.
“I’m good. I’m amazing.” Mel reached out toward Vanessa. She was craving the other woman’s touch.
Vanessa placed her hand on Mel’s side. “Here. Lay on your stomach.”
Mel rolled over. Vanessa moved in closer, her body pressed against Mel’s side, and ran her hand down to Mel’s cheeks. They were covered in angry, red welts. Vanessa traced gentle lines over them with her fingertips while planting soft kisses on the back of Mel’s shoulder.
Mel purred. She liked that tender, sweet side of Vanessa. She wondered how often Vanessa let anyone see it. She closed her eyes.
This was by far the best part of her night.
Mel and Vanessa sat in silence as Elena drove them back to Mel’s apartment. Slowly, Mel’s high started to fade and exhaustion set in.