Chapter 28:

**Amanda Hank:**

Holly cow...

At this point, I think I'm more of a piece of jelly than a woman.

I can feel John kissing me again possessively before leaving me wanting more.

There's no way he's not enjoying making me suffer. He knew he could take advantage and punish me as he pleased.

However, no one can blame me. The whipping was too much for me.

It was something new in this.

Did it hurt? If he did. But my body was already excited, so I took my body as a key to open the lock of masochism to let the strange pleasure take over me.

I'm not upset or proud of it, I don't know how to feel about it yet.

I feel like I'll have time to digest this later. Meanwhile, I will focus on fulfilling everything that the man who is surely enjoying the view he has wants.

I am tied to the bed, naked and assimilating an orgasm caused by whip whipping. I need a few more seconds to breathe properly.

But John doesn't seem willing to give me a break.

"We already saw that you can't follow an order, precious. So, now you will be a good girl and accept your punishment. I don't want any complaints, understand?" His voice sounds very stern and that makes the hairs on my body stand up.

I swallow dryly, my throat feeling drier than ever.

"Yes, sir. I understand." I answer.

"Perfect, we can continue." I hear him say. "I don't want to hear you talk. I don't even want to complain. Understand it well."

I don't respond verbally but shake my head in affirmation.

For a few seconds I hear, noises and John hums a tune while he goes about whatever he's doing.

I feel his lips on mine again and he leaves me needing more of him.

His lips run over the skin of my neck, breasts and abdomen. Surely leaving marks on me that will probably last a while.

And with that, I feel the vibrator in my vagina turn on again. I gasp in surprise and bite my lip to control the spasms in my body.

The truth is that I am still assimilating the orgasm and this can be somewhat frustrating. My body trembles and my heart beats at a very high rate.

Oh dear god, what have I gotten myself into?

His mouth plays with my tits for a while. When he gets bored he moves away from my body, letting a current of cold air hit me.

I feel how the vibrator increases its speed. And that makes my back arch. I close my legs trying to control the wonderful electrical sensations that occur in my vagina.

I feel John's hands move my body a little and then his hand spanks my buttock.

The vibrations stop and I sigh in relief.

Now what the hell is this man planning to do?

His hands spank my ass for a while longer and at this point,t my skin is burning.

It is an exquisite mix between pleasure and pain. You can never expect to enjoy a spanking, but surprisingly, just look at my vagina and you will see firsthand my excitement.

John turns my body so I'm face up again.

"Open your legs, little slut," he orders me and I gladly do so. "If you dare to close them, I'll get angry." He warns me with a stern tone.

I can feel his body moving under the bed and he is between my legs.

"If you saw yourself, Amanda, you would realize what a work of art you are," he says and I can contain the heat in my cheeks.

The vibrating husband turns on again and instinctively my legs try to close, however, I make a superhuman effort not to do so. The truth is I don't want the punishment to get worse.

Adding to his fingers massaging my clitoris and the vibrations inside me, it's a sweet rush that's exhausting me. I don't know what he's planning, but if he keeps this up, I'll have another orgasm.

This is new for me. It's a punishment that mixes pain and plays with my excitement, this is fucking shit.

I want to come and sleep. But my body continues playing thanks to the stimuli created by it.

Suddenly, I can feel his tongue in my vagina and I know in that moment that I am truly fucked.

The heat of his mouth against my sensitive skin makes me shiver.

He plays with me for a moment.

It's too much. I can't stand it.

I want to beg you to let me come. But he doesn't allow me.

I don't want another punishment. This is good, but it is still a frustrating punishment.

"You are a delight, Amanda." He says before stopping everything.

The vibrations, the stimuli he gave me and his closeness to me.

He removes the vibrator from inside me and leaves me there.

My body was on the verge of orgasm and this bastard was not going to let me get there.

I still feel my legs shaking and my vagina throbbing when he unties me from the bed.

Will it leave me without organs? He is a ruthless being.

His hands don't take long to grab my hair and he uses this as support to move me.

I'm blindfolded, but I can feel John lowering me off the bed and onto my knees on the floor.

My body feels like jelly and my skin burns thanks to this unfortunate man.

He does not say anything.

I can feel the tip of his penis in my mouth.

I don't protest and John did that on Thursday with his penis in my mouth.

John fucks my mouth at will while letting out curses and low moans. I just don't move like he asked me and I focus on not falling over from exhaustion.

After a while, John reaches his orgasm and I am forced to swallow his cum.

The taste of semen is strange, however, it is temporary and I can tolerate it a little.

John then takes me in his arms for a few seconds and carries me. Instinctively, I know that we leave the room and go into the bathroom.

Suddenly, I feel something warm against my butt. They are John's thighs.

And I'm finally allowed to see it again.

The light is a little annoying but it is tolerable.

We are sitting inside the bathtub. John is in charge of turning on the water.

I don't move. I'm very tired of the stimuli today, I just want to rest.

"All good, precious?" John asks me.

I can't explain how comforting it is to have him call me that.

Don't get me wrong, his talking dirty to me is great in meetings but outside of them, I prefer the polite and kind part of him.

The duality of him surpasses me one hundred percent.

"I'm tired, sir... but I'm fine," I reply before closing my eyes and letting him take care of me.

I feel his hands caressing my body while the bathtub fills with water.

"Let me bathe you. I'll let you rest a little later." He says. "You endured it in an excellent way, beautiful. I'm proud, if you continue like this, will our fantasies come true"

I don't know how good it is to be flattered by what he just said, but I am. I feel very flattered.

He kissed me in a way that made my heart melt.

Then he takes care of bathing us both and leaving us clean.

We return to the room and lie naked on the bed where this man tied me.

Strangely, she smiled pleased with what happened today and even more so when I was drawn to her body to rest. There is still time, so I allow myself to abandon everything and sleep.

"Rest, sir," I whisper as I snuggle into his side. "Thank you so much…"

I don't know why, but I feel the need to be very close to him. As if he were the one in charge of recharging my energy.

"Why do you thank me?" he asks.

"For being a good master with me and for everything else," I responded. Sincerely, I am extremely grateful.

I think the stimuli screwed me and that makes me feel somewhat weak and grateful.

I feel free…

I don't know how this reaction on my part works, it's just what I feel. It's like the weight of the man in my life has lifted.

"Rest, Amanda. You deserve it." He places a kiss on my forehead and then on my lips.

As if it were an order, my body falls into dreams and I can swear that I have never felt as relaxed as I do now in my life. I have to admit it feels great, maybe I should let him release me more often…