He said that he had never seen a woman as pretty as I and kissed me. My pussy was super wet at this point and I felt his hard cock thru his slacks. He... removed his clothes revealing a very hot body and super hard erection. I wanted this man deep inside me and knelt down and took that cock into my mouth. It was rock hard and felt great in my mouth as I fondled his balls. The taste of his pre-cum just made me want him more. We got in a sixty nine position and he worked my pussy over with his. I danced my way around the circle sticking my ass or tits in the guys faces. Most of them copped a feel of my ass or dragged me in for a kiss. The hands on my ass were making me wet. I was afraid my panties would start to show. Especially since as I danced the thong would slide up into my slit.Gary didn't move. I danced back over to big cock. As I did he pulled me in for a kiss again. As he kissed me he grabbed my bra and tossed it aside. I was only on my fourth song, sweet dreams are made of. I explore his body, high and low, back and front, see how he reacts to the feather, then the cool beads, then both at the same time. Sometimes they join paths, sometimes they touch his body at different places, but all the time I see his body respond. Next up is the flogger. It's not the kind I like, with long leather straps that cut cruelly, it's the type with shorter suede straps, meant to get attention, but not to mark. This is for his pleasure and enjoyment, not mine. Again I work my way. I didn't want Her dead. I wanted Her to remove the anger, pain, hurt and confusion from my being. The Scourge snarled as it returned to its place/time.Her flesh was now covered with wheals and abrasions from the flogging. Where the knots had torn the skin a glowing blue fluid slowly welled out and was creating a slow, liquid spiral down Her body. I rotated with Her again. She sagged in Her bindings. Her eyes cast their baleful light upon me from under Her brow. "Finish it!" She demanded Her.