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fire building and burning on her ass. The heat and throb he was creating was wonderful, but each individual stroke was starting to make an impact, to the point that she started wondering how long he was going to continue for, when he was planning to stop. And with that thought came the obvious response: she didn’t know. She wasn’t in control here. Really, for the first time since these fantasies had started, she didn’t control what happened, or the pace. This wasn’t just her masturbating and creating a scene that existed mostly in her mind, this was someone else doing these things to her .
    The thought hit her with a simultaneous jolt of fear and pleasure, both combining deliciously in her stomach and making each strike of the flogger more intense as she grew more aware of the unmistakable element of helplessness the situation gave her. She was moaning continuously now, the strength coming in waves as the flogger hit her, and she could feel her juices starting to slide down her leg in response to what was happening. Somewhat ironically, she’d wanted to experience really wanting it to stop and having no control over it for so long. If she hadn’t been lost in desire, just feeling and reacting, it probably would have amused her, as her rather incomprehensible desires usually did.
    And then he hit her pussy. It was deliberately a lot more gentle, and she barely felt the pain over the waves of heat and need it sent through her as she ricocheted up. She was shaking slightly as she relaxed back down, only to be hit again and gasp.
    “ Ohhh, Matt…”
    She’d said his name so many times in fantasies, it felt dreamlike to be able to say it now, and she smiled even as those few strokes brought her closer and closer to that edge she’d been hovering around for so long.
    All too soon, he stopped, setting the flogger aside and coming to stand close to her, rubbing his hands on her warm, throbbing ass. If he’d hit her pussy just a few more times…but he didn’t seem to want her to come this way. She pushed her ass out into his fingers, loving the kneading he was doing and the feeling of his strong hands as the rest of her melted into the sofa, relaxing the muscles that had been tensed in anticipation of each stroke and feeling her body go jelly-like with the endorphins it had given her.
    Matt pulled her up and round to face him, holding her close with one hand wrapped around her lower back and the other in her hair, forcing her to meet his gaze. His eyes were hot and full of pleasure and a ghost of a smile appeared on Ashley’s face at the evidence of how much he’d enjoyed what he’d just done.
    Ashley put her arms around him and leaned in close, flinching a little as her sensitive tits pressed against his chest, but resting her head against his firm chest anyway and relaxing. This was all beyond belief for her and she didn’t know what to say.
    Matt’s fingers were stroking her cheek gently as he spoke.
    “So, Ashley, you liked being flogged like that, did you? Tell me. Let me hear you say it.”
    Ashley shuddered a little against him. Before tonight she’d never admitted any of her secret desires out loud, and he was pushing her to. And she didn’t feel she had a choice, she couldn’t picture not giving him what he asked for right now, she was so lost and wrapped up in the submissive desires and feelings that at last had an outlet.
    “Yes. I loved that, Matt. I loved feeling you flog me. ”
    As hard as it was to admit her kinks out loud, she did love telling him how much she’d enjoyed what he’d just done for her . She wanted him to know how much it meant.
    “Thank you.”
    Matt’s breath caught with Ashley’s admission and her sweet appreciation for him taking a whip to her ass. It might not have been particularly harsh, but still it felt like a whip to Matt. He hadn’t understood the strange mix of feelings it had brought out in him, seeing her offering a willing ass for him to do as he liked with,