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close to the end and I'm getting you ready for what comes next. The next flogger has knots on the strands, then comes the tawse, and then the canes.”
    She concentrated on trying to relax the muscles in her ass and upper legs. She never managed to completely relax and just absorb it, but she did keep from tensing up quite as much. After a couple of dozen strikes she heard him lay that flogger down and pick another up.
    "Twelve strikes with this flogger. Eight strikes with the tawse. Six strikes with the lexan cane. I'll decide how many you'll take with the stainless cane at that time, but you'll take at least two. Would you like a drink of water before we proceed?"
    "Please, Sir. Thank you, Sir."
    He walked to her and put a straw into her mouth so she could take a few sips. When she was done he bent over and kissed her forehead and then her cheek while he lovingly ran his fingers through her hair. Part of her wondered if he knew it was a wig. She felt disassociated from herself and her thoughts were all over the place.
    He walked back to the table and put the water down and picked up the flogger. He walked back to her and very softly said, "Four at a time, three times. Take it for me, Kitten."
    He gave her the first four strokes and paused for about thirty seconds before giving her the next four. Her screams were frantic and he saw the red light come on in the room that told him he needed to do a safeword check. He knew he was being watched and he appreciated that someone was looking out for her, even if he was a bit annoyed by it.
    "Kitten, if you wanted to safeword right now, if you wanted me to stop, what would you say?"
    "I would say Rainbow, Sir."
    "Do you see Rainbows, Kitten?"
    "No Sir. Well, I guess I see them, but I don't want to tell you about them. Sir."
    He smiled. "Okay Kitten, four more with this flogger and then I'll give you a break while I fuck that sweet little ass."
    True to his word, the next four strikes felt like he was raining fire down the backs of her legs. And then she heard the ripping of the condom wrapper and a few seconds later felt the plug being removed from her ass.
    And without warning, his cock pushed its way in. Just barged right in. All the way in. And then he was moving, and she couldn't move. Couldn't get away. Or move towards him. Couldn't do anything. It registered in her brain as a violation, but in the state of mind she was in, it was exactly what she needed. She could barely put a sentence together, all she could manage was, "Come... please... need to come... Sir, Master, Please!"
    "Come for me Kitten. Let me feel your asshole spasm around my cock while you come… ahhhhhh… that's good Kitten… coming while you get your little ass fucked… all tied up, just take it, come as much as you want Kitten, just warn me before you do."
    Viv came two more times, and the final time brought Master James over the edge as well. When he was done she felt well and truly reamed. Once he got his breath back he rubbed her shoulders and back a little before he pulled out. She heard him disposing of the condom and then he went to the bathroom and she heard water running. When he came back he said, "Eight with the tawse, six with the Lexan cane, and we'll see what you can handle with the stainless cane after that. This is going to really hurt Kitten, and I'll take my time with you."
    The first stroke of the tawse hurt worse than any single stroke of anything that Viv could ever remember getting. She'd been hit with a tawse before, and she did not remember it hurting that bad. Maybe this was a meaner tawse? She didn't know if they came in different weights and thicknesses, like floggers, or if there was a standard size. But as with most things in the world of BDSM, you could make an implement nicer or meaner, and she guessed that his was one of the meaner varieties of a tawse.
    On the fourth strike she screamed out, "Yellow!", but he said, "I'm sorry Kitten, I'm not going to back off of these final