When I opened the door to Josephine, the sight of her took My breath away. It is rare for a Professional Mistress to receive a call from a lady submissive, and then ... Josephine was gorgeous. Tall, slender, high cheekbones, full lips and the longest jet black hair. "Mistress", she stated, "I need a really good flogging." What could I do but comply?
Josephine had a network of ink across her back, arms and torso, and I decided that each branch of her 'tree; of tattoos would bear bright red fruit before she left.
I warmed her up slowly with suede and rubber, before progressing to My thin leather cat 'o nine, and finally, the one that draws blood, the Inquisitor.
Developed during the Spanish Inquisition, the Inquisitor consists of 3 strands of fine, barbed, leather. Deceptively lightweight and small to wield, it never fails to pierce the skin.
My lady was so immersed within her submission and pain, I did not like to end the session by the clock. I gently wound her down, placing her flat on the floor for some more suede flogging, and ending with a light dusting with a latex flogger dipped in salt water. How she shivered, how she smiled, how she cried. My Josephine, my beauty, my lady of the lash.
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