Blocking all sounds, I focus my full attention on Emma and Christopher, making sure we're all in sync with each other. I get into my top space, letting the flogger become an extension of myself. My gaze darts to the skin on her buttocks, glowing dark pink from the harder strokes. My body tingles with excitement as the image of Alexandra naked and bound crosses my mind. Head in the game, Sebastian. You can fantasize about her later. Christopher raises the leather tipped riding crop, giving me a sign to stop. Nodding, I brush the tails up and down her inner thighs, purposefully avoiding her pussy. He flogs off the clothespins, one by one, only stopping to massage the sore spot. Emma rocks her body, tortured moans escaping her lips. Christopher swats her pussy lightly, making her grind her hips in pleasure, then swats her directly on her clit. She cries out, closing her thighs.
"Open your legs and take a deep breath, girl," he instructs her, then gently squeezes the legs of the last clothespin, taking it off her pussy and rubbing her swollen labia to ease the pain.
While I strike her bottom again, up and down, left-to-right, Christopher swats her nipples and inner thighs. The sound of Velvet Acid Christ's distorted, fast and dark sound blares through the speakers, electrifying the air with feverish excitement. We coordinate our strokes into a mesmerizing rhythm, making Emma moan and writhe against her restraints. Christopher moves closer and slides his finger inside her pussy, eliciting a low cry from her.
"Your pussy is so wet, girl. It pleases me greatly." He removes his finger and puts it in her mouth. Emma sucks on it eagerly, soft moans escaping her lips.
"You want me to say it, don't you, pet?" he demands. She bobs her head, biting back a whimper. He removes his finger and grins at her in approval.
Pausing for a moment, I take a long sip of water, watching as Emma sways her body from side to side, her breathing speeding up as she awaits our next move. After exchanging a quick look with Christopher, I strike her buttocks with a thud and he gives her clit five hits in rapid succession.
"Come now, pet," I command.
"Oh yes. Thank you…thank you, Masters." A scream of pleasure tears from her lips as she climaxes hard. Emma relaxes her body, letting it sag.
"Well done, pet." I brush her hair off her flushed, sweaty face before removing her restraints. Christopher picks her up in his arms and shuffles back to the private area.
On my way back, I drift past couples and threesomes playing with each other. Dropping my bag on the floor, I sink into the couch, letting my gaze dart around the dance floor. My pulse speeds up as my eyes land on a familiar face. I blink rapidly, not quite believing what I'm seeing. My night just got extremely exciting.