Spin the Wheel - White's Funhouse

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The whipping began again, this time further down. His motion switched to under-handed. The ends of the flogger reaching from beneath her and catching her most tender flesh.

Methuselah Posts : 2967 Join date : 2010-03-19

She had been mistaken. It was going to be needed.

As it was, she writhed in the restraints holding her in place. She still didn't cry out in any way, but there was a very stubborn set to her jaw. A set to her jaw that said that she would have been making noise if she wasn't so dead-set against it. This time, she wouldn't break.

Too much had been given already. Not now, not this time. Or so she told herself.

Her forehead rested against her outstretched arm, and just occasionally, she grunted into her bicep. Her resolve was almost commendable.

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His free hand reached out. Instead of touching her skin, he grabbed her long hair, and pulled her head back, hard. There would be no escape.

The flogger bit into her again.

Methuselah Posts : 2967 Join date : 2010-03-19

She made a sound of surprise when her head was pulled back. She hadn't been expecting that at all.

It wasn't a whine so much as a whimper, writhing against the restraints even more. Finally, simply because she didn't think she could take it anymore - for one not used to pain of any sort, she had been holding up pretty well - she grimaced.

"Okay," she panted through her whimpering. "Stop. Please. Just stop for a moment, please."

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He stopped and released her immediately. Then he simply waited.

Methuselah Posts : 2967 Join date : 2010-03-19

It was fortunate that she had restraints to hold her up. She looked like she might actually have fallen to the floor if they weren't.

She started to breathe, slow and steady. Forced breaths that were meant to soothe and calm one who was especially not so. She couldn't see, and that was a bit of a rub.

She rested her forehead against her bicep for a few more moments before she spoke. This time it was quiet, almost weak when she spoke.

"Thank you. I'm good." She was clearly giving him a green light, but at the same time, managed to be looking weaker and weaker. Force of will, indeed.

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He touched her cheek. "Your stubbornness is shielding you. From breaking. Wouldn't it be easier just to let go?"

Methuselah Posts : 2967 Join date : 2010-03-19

She seemed to smile.

"Easier? Yes. But I will never know the true breaking point if it is not reached. If I give in too soon, where is the enjoyment in such a conquest?"

It was logic, of a sort. She wasn't simply going to give in.

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He held her chin again. "I may not stop this time."

Methuselah Posts : 2967 Join date : 2010-03-19

She nodded.

"Understood."

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There was no hesitation. He didn't move behind her. What he needed was right there.

The flogger whipped her left breast. Again and again. She had a big, shiny, red button.

Push.

Methuselah Posts : 2967 Join date : 2010-03-19

Oh, oh. OH.

This time, she did writhe. She was likely going to hurt herself, the way she seemed to pull away from him. There was a rather sickening crunching sound as she actually went far enough to dislocate her right wrist trying to pull away.

There was no noise. She didn't grunt, or whimper, or even growl. She was too intent on finding a manner of escape. She had stated that she understood that he might not stop - she didn't even ask him to.

There had to be some insane amount of resolve, because she didn't even bother to speak.

... Must get away. Must not let this happen. Must get away.

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The flogging continued, briskly. He seemed to seek better leverage, though, as his free hand grasped her right breast.

Methuselah Posts : 2967 Join date : 2010-03-19

The unexpected hand on her other breast caused her to jerk against her restraints. That time, she did whimper. And it was loud.

She continued to writhe and seek to get away. This time, she sounded on the verge of tears when she finally spoke. Her voice cracked when she used her voice.

"Please," she said, her voice breaking halfway through the word. "Please stop. Please."

As if she expected him to say no and continue. She was saying it for form, because now he was pressing a button. Pressing it hard, and there was little she could do to stop him. Without possibly harming herself or him.

Instead, she seemed to completely wilt. She wilted, and seemed to go completely limp in the restraints that held her.

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Another squeeze, and the flogging continued.

Methuselah Posts : 2967 Join date : 2010-03-19

Her struggling had ceased. She continued to hang there, the restraints on her arms the only thing keeping her upright. Her legs had buckled.

She turned her face to her bicep again. This time, though, she was using the arm to actually hide her face from him. And somewhere, at some point, she seemed to be starting to weep.

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He stopped, then reached out, holding her by the chin and regarding her face.

Methuselah Posts : 2967 Join date : 2010-03-19

Yes, she was weeping. She put up a bit of resistance when he tried to turn her face, but in the end, she was really too weak to fight him much.

Still, she said nothing.

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His thumb gently wiped away her tears. He moved closer to her, lightly kissing her nose.

Methuselah Posts : 2967 Join date : 2010-03-19

She still didn't say anything. She didn't pull away from him, by any stretch. But she still said nothing, still hung there limply through her tears.

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He caressed her cheek. "Do you want to be released?" he whispered.

Methuselah Posts : 2967 Join date : 2010-03-19

Silently, she nodded.

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He withdrew, and a moment later she could hear the crank giving slack. He uncuffed her ankles first so she wouldn't fall. As he released her wrists, he caught her in his arms, picking her up and carrying her back to the pillows.

Methuselah Posts : 2967 Join date : 2010-03-19

She still fell into his arms. It seemed like whatever had been done had taken all of her energy. She couldn't have stood on her own two feet if she tried.

Still, she was silent, at least until he put her back onto the pillows.

"Are you going to take me again now?" she asked. There wasn't any malice in the tone ... but she didn't sound especially excited by the prospect, either.

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"Not now." he whispered. He gently removed the blindfold and then brought a chalice to her lips, filled with blood. "Its untainted, I assure you."

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