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slowing down, just raining down the lashes. She started screaming and couldn't stop. And when she finally couldn't draw breathe in enough for another scream she just opened her mouth in a frozen and silent scream.
    He stopped. "Take a few breaths Kitten. I'm not done yet and I don't want you passing out from lack of oxygen. Come on baby, breathe. That's it."
    He bent down and wiped her tears and talked to her until she caught her breath and then stood back up and started in again without warning. She heard screaming and realized it was her, again. But nothing existed except the pain. The blows landed one after another and some blows took clothespins off but others did not. Finally, at some point she realized that the clothespins were gone and now he was just flogging her breasts. Right to left and then left to right on her left breast, then he moved to her right breast and went right to left and then left to right. Then back to her left breast for two more strikes. Over and over and over again. She was moving as much as her restraints would let her (not much) and the huge phallus in her ass was screaming at her almost as loudly as the pain in her breasts. And she realized that the flogging was getting more intense. He was increasing the force behind the hits after every circuit of left breast and then right breast. And then suddenly the force was increased too much and she screamed out "Rain-Yellow!", because just as the word rainbow was leaving her lips she remembered what he'd said about finding her edge and wanting to be able to continue on without stopping.
    He immediately backed off so that he was barely flogging her breasts. It still hurt, but she could breathe, and as she relaxed into it, she could enjoy it. The pain was there, but she could transmute it into pleasure.
    "Can you come for me, Kitten?"
    Could she? She wasn't sure. Things were getting hazy, so she said, "I think so Sir, maybe. I'm not sure."
    "You please me, Katrina. Just relax into it. If you want to come you can, but no pressure. Just relax and enjoy, Kitten."
    She did her best to relax into it. He was using a steady rhythm and she finally managed it. She relaxed and just took the blows, absorbed them. And finally, she became the blows. Almost as soon as she relaxed into it she felt an orgasm beginning to grow. But she realized it wasn't going to happen. Her ass was hurting too bad around that huge metal cock, and her clit hurt even through the vibrations.
    And then he turned the vibrator up on her clit and suddenly the orgasm was just right there. It was like being catapulted up the hill on a roller coaster, and as she topped the hill and headed down that was what the orgasm needed, to be heading downhill. Clitoral orgasms always hit her differently than vaginal orgasms. Sometimes clitoral orgasms were more pain than pleasure for her, and this fit into that category. More of a forced orgasm, whether she wanted to or not. The orgasm was a release, but it was not a pleasurable release. As the orgasm wound down she realized she was crying, with tears streaming down her face. Again.
    Master James removed the clamp and then released her forehead before quickly releasing everything else. He helped her to slowly stand before turning her around and bending her over to immediately insert another plug in her ass. It was a smaller plug, still big enough that she knew it was there, but it didn't hurt. Thank goodness. He turned her back around and caressed her cheek again as he said, "I'm going to fuck you there later and I want you open and ready for me."
    Viv just nodded, not trusting her voice. The contrast between his harsh words and gentle touch was enough to completely undo her. Plus, she was floating in subspace and wasn't very steady on her feet.
    Master James walked her to the table and sat her in another chair. When she sat down the plug made itself known, but she was almost too far gone to care. She watched Master James move the bondage chair back to the