I pointed to the corner where a restraint stand was bolted to the wall.
“Over there.”
I walked behind Luisa, drawing the bar down low enough to affix her wrists into the restraints, then raising it up until her arms were lifted above her head. The motion made her full breasts jut out and I couldn’t resist leaning down for a quick taste.
Luisa sighed happily as I suckled one nipple, then the other.
Pulling away regretfully I searched the cabinets until I found a leather flogger. Testing the weight of the handle in my hands, I snapped the flogger a few times and watched the individual strands of leather cut through the air.
Luisa looked over her shoulders, her eyes wide with excitement. The same emotion flooded my veins.
“You look way too happy. This is supposed to be a punishment, remember?” I said sternly, playing my role.
Her eyes twinkled. “Yes, Mistress. Are you going to...”
“No more topping from the bottom,” I said firmly. “You will follow my rules now. Don’t speak unless I ask you a question or you’re safe wording out.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
She tried and failed to look contrite, and I bit my lip to resist smiling. That was one thing I loved about Luisa, she always made me laugh.
“Now, what’s your safe word?”
“Red if I want you to stop, Mistress. Yellow to slow down.”
She paused, giving me a searching look.
“I promise I’ll let you know right away if something doesn’t feel good, Paula,” she said softly. “Don’t worry.”
I nodded in acknowledgement. I didn’t need the promise, but I appreciated it anyway.
“Face forward,” I said, stepping behind her.
And then for the first time in my life, I struck another human with something other than my hand.
The flogger made a whispering noise in the air right before it connected with the bare skin of Luisa’s ass.
“Mmm,” Luisa moaned softly.
My mind focused on my task. I hit Luisa’s other ass cheek, feeling a combination of excitement and arousal as a ruddy pink flush rose where I’d struck her. Relaxing into the motion, I began flogging her at a steady pace, not too hard, but gradually increasing the pressure until her ass was a nice and red.
I slid my hand over her soft skin, feeling a sense of satisfaction at the heat radiating off of her.
“Where are you, girl?” I asked. “Can you take more?”
“I’m green, Mistress.” Luisa’s voice sounded dreamy. “Definitely green.”
I moved the flogger down to the back of her thighs, but only for a few minutes, turning her skin a dark shade of pink before walking around to gently tap at her breasts, belly, and the mound of her pussy. Each tap was a brief flicker of my wrist, just enough to give her a tiny jolt of pain and a flush of endorphins.
By the time I’d made my way up and down her body with the flogger, Luisa had her eyes closed, a look of ecstasy on her face as she pulled her hands against her restraints.
I dropped the flogger, then slid one finger between her pussy lips. Luisa was fully aroused, and a trickle of moisture that I hadn’t noticed before was sliding down her inner thigh.
“Jesus,” I whispered reverently, dropping to my knees in front of her, unaccountably proud that I’d had this effect on her. I was suddenly desperate for a taste.
I spread her pussy lips with my fingers and dove right in, flattening my tongue and running it from the bottom to the top. When I got to her clit, I started circling it with my tongue, teasing the swollen bud until Luisa was rolling her pelvis against my face.
“Please,” she whispered. “I need more, Mistress. I need you.”