The Erotic Artiste

CHAPTER 41

Akeno's gaze deepened with an intense desire as he took in the sight of the stunning Evelyn, who was bound delicately at the center of the large, inviting bed. Positioned on all fours with her wrists secured to the frame, her enticing bottom arched upwards, enticing him closer with an irresistible allure.

"What I have in mind for your punishment first is to administer ten firm strokes to your lovely bottom. Are you ready for that?" he asked, his voice smooth and commanding.

"Yes, sir..." Evelyn responded, the hint of nervousness unmistakable in the tone of her voice, which only served to heighten Akeno's anticipation.

Akeno leisurely walked over to the wall, where an array of his carefully selected toys hung, each one waiting for its moment of use. His fingers glided over the various items, contemplating with great care which would be the most fitting for Evelyn's exquisite form. After a brief yet thoughtful consideration, he finally selected one of the multi-tailed floggers that seemed just right.

Upon returning to the bed, he made a point to display the flogger to the now-anxious Evelyn, ensuring she was fully aware of what was to come.

"Be a good girl and make sure to count each stroke for me, alright?" he instructed, his tone firm yet teasing.

"Yes, sir," Evelyn replied, nodding her head in understanding, her heart racing with a mix of excitement and apprehension.

With deliberate care, Akeno lifted the flogger, savoring the moment, before bringing it down onto Evelyn's soft, tender skin. Evelyn gasped at the unexpected and thrilling sensation that coursed through her, her body responding instinctively to the unique experience. The flogger stung just enough to elicit a reaction, yet it was not painful—rather, it felt exhilarating, surpassing anything she had ever imagined.

"One..." she counted, her voice trembling slightly.

Akeno smiled, a pleased expression crossing his face, and he struck her a second time. With each soft gasp that escaped her lips, he felt an undeniable rush of arousal as his pants tightened around his groin—an unmistakable indication of the effect she had on him. She was undeniably special, captivating him in ways he had never anticipated.

Again and again, he delivered the strokes, each one meeting her sensitive skin until she whimpered, a sound that both excited and satisfied him.

"Ten!" she finally exclaimed, breathless.

"Now, I want you to lay on your stomach," he instructed, dropping the flogger with a sense of finality as Evelyn complied without hesitation.

With careful precision, Akeno grasped her waist and skillfully maneuvered her over, ensuring that the chains allowed for a seamless transition until she was lying on her back, her gaze fixed on him with a mix of curiosity and eagerness.

"Bend your knees, sweetheart," he commanded softly.

Eagerly anticipating his next move, Evelyn bent her knees, a thrill coursing through her as she awaited what would come next. Akeno then took hold of her knees, gently parting them apart before expertly securing her ankles to the corners of the bed. Evelyn's breathing quickened, her chest rising and falling dramatically as a whirlwind of thoughts raced through her mind. What exactly did Mr. Hiro have planned for her?

Her internal thoughts would soon find clarity.

As excitement and anxiety mingled within her, she observed Akeno stride confidently back to the wall, where he retrieved a blindfold before returning to her side. He climbed onto the bed, positioning himself next to her head. With a gentle yet commanding tone, he instructed, "Raise your head."