66: Needing

She appeared surprised by the specific command, but complied with it. As I slid the damp section of the belt across her tongue, she swayed forward, almost as if she were about to collapse to the ground. Her hunger was evident, nearly matching my own intensity.

"Imagine the moment I whip your genitals," I said in a husky voice, needing to take a few deep breaths.

"Yes. Oh God, yes, sir," she responded.

Stepping back, I wrapped the buckled end of the belt around my hand and flicked the end against her breasts.

Her body trembled, her mouth opening wide, yet her eyes remained filled with absolute ecstasy. I repeated the action, snapping my wrist, the sound of the strap striking her skin like captivating music. I was consumed by desire as I slapped her breasts one final time before moving behind her, tenderly caressing her beautiful buttocks. Her body was exquisite: an hourglass figure with rounded hips, long legs meant to entwine around my waist, and perfectly shaped breasts. I longed