Toy or not?

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I was breathing heavily when the first hit of the flogger hit my sensitive vulva. It stung so bad that I cried out loudly. He laughed in response. He hit me again on my vulva and then my two breasts and sore nipples. I had to grip onto the couch when the tresses hit my nipples. He hit my stomach and it felt like I was being hit at a million different points all at once due to the impactful tresses.

He hit my pussy and he made sure that this time that the clit was hit. A piercing scream left my throat. This encouraged him more to hit the clit. He changed his stance to hit the clit better and with more force. Fear came across my face as I waited for the pain to engulf me. My fear made him look more predatory and he waited for the right moment to hit me. The flogger being raised alerted me still the pain was unbearable that I started sobbing. This did not deter him to continue rather inspired him. He hit the nipples harder than before sending another fresh wave of pain.

He hit the clit again leaving me a blubbering mess. He did not move to the nipples and hit the clit without any break two more times. I leaked out and he smirked seeing that. With a sadistic smile, he rubbed my throbbing, red clit gently. The pressure on the clit increased and moans and cries of pain and pleasure escaped my mouth.

I was already embarrassed about me leaking out while getting flogged. With a new determination, he hit my clit thrice, each one harder than the earlier making me squirt after every hit while sobbing with mixed emotions.

He found pleasure and I felt validated as I took everything he gave me without any complaints. My pussy was sore, red and sensitive. I could not decide if it was cruel or kind when a pack of ice from the freezer in the room was put on my sore vulva. The cold felt both good and bad. The ice helped with the sting but it was also very cold.

I could not spend much time thinking about it as he began to hit my breasts and nipples. His cock was hard again. The hits were harsh but not intolerable. The bruises and the pain made me feel accomplished. Sadly, the hits got harder and were directed on my sore nipples. Shrieks of my pain filled the room. He was breathing heavily as well. He let the flogger drop to the floor and went to the table and returned with nipple clamps.

I did not know how much pain I could take. He bit the sore nipples and I cried out. He sucked them and then put on the nipple clamps. As the clamps tightened soft whimpers were my only response to it.

He helped to get on doggy style which left my heavy breasts hanging leading to feel more pain in the nipples. My ankles were on the edge of the couch. He gripped them and spread them to view my sore pussy.

He squeezed my ass cheeks and spat on the crack. He spanked the ass hard while rubbing his tip of the cock on my sore vulva. The vulva was so sore that I could not help but cry. The ice might have helped a little. He entered his tip into the vagina and slowly filled it up.

He fucked slowly while his hands played with my ass cheeks. He bit my left ass cheek hard. I screamed and he increased his pace. My breasts started to swing more causing me more pain. The friction of the clamped nipples with the backrest felt like a curse.

One hand moved to my hip as he started to fuck me harder and the other moved to my sore clit. He circled the clit. Pain and pleasure were fighting for dominance in my body. I did not know which I was feeling more when he rubbed my clit and fucked me hard while hitting the G-spot.

This combination made me squirt all over the couch. My thighs shook and my back arched. I was no longer treated like a person. I did not know how it was possible that he thrusted in and out of me with more speed and force. His grunts and moans got louder as he got closer to his orgasm. In the meantime, I was on the verge of another orgasm. All I wanted to do was let go and I did not want to come again before him.

I did not have to wait long when I felt the cum filling my vagina. There was so much that I could feel it dripping out of my pussy. The cock pulsed in me and he pinched the clit before letting go and this pinch to the sore clit made me gush out once more drenching the couch.

He got out of me and squeezed the heavy and sore breasts before taking off the clamps. I writhed in pain and more tears rolled down my face. He sat on the couch and made me sit on his lap while he licked the painful nipples trying to soothe it. He gently laid me on the couch and opened the bathroom door. I could hear the water filling the tub. He took out a bottle of water from the freezer and helped me drink it.

He gently helped me to walk to the bathroom and let me choose my bath bomb and bath salts before helping me to get in the warm bath. He took a shower in the separate space designated for showers and left after giving me a kiss on the forehead.