Flogger

Licking her lips, Adele grappled Charles and turned him upside down, making him lie on his stomach - his back and ass facing her as she gave Charles a first playful slap, "Just a taste. Considering this payback for not noticing me as as human. Guess you did not care who really loved you until I became hot and slutty too?"

The deer boy gasped in pain, mixed with pleasure. He turned his head to his mistress, looking at her submissively. "Please, mistress... no..." a cry for mercy escaped his lips, but both he and his mistress knew this was just a game, a play to inflame Adele's own desire: Charles' eyes begged not for less pain, but for more. His cute but athletic body was throbbing with desire as he breathed heavily. Adele smiled. Her hands moved to the closed windows in a commanding motion: flashes of green escaped from her fingertips, and surrounded a nearby houseplant. The little snakeplant immediately absorbed the light and started growing.

"...This was Mother's favourite, what are you doing to- mmmph!~" Charles' attempt to speak out was again interrupted by Adele's passionate kiss. He felt both ecstatic and humiliated; how easy it was for her to control him, "Tsk-tsk, no need to talk, cute boy. Next time you speak out of turn, I won't shut you up so gently. You are going to be gagged, lovely~" she said as she continued moving the plant with her hands, twisting them further.

"Goddess gave me this little gift. Taught me how to make plants my servants~ She was the one who made me realise my feelings..." under Adele's power the snakeplant slowly elongated, splitting into several small vine-like strands that throbbed and glew faintly as if they were hungering for something. As the deer girl grasped the corrupted plant, its stem gently broke and split into two on its own accord - leaving Adele with a little living flogger in her hand. "Made me realise how good it feels to _hurt _you."

Charles froze in a mixture of fear and arousal. He felt like a little weak animal, helpless before a merciless predator, but strangely enough he was not scared of what was to come. He welcomed it. He almost wanted to cry out, begging to be whipped, but felt he still needed to keep playing along, to pretend he did not want it. Adele would prefer it that way, and he wanted her to be happy above everything else...

There came a first strike, and a first jolt of pain on his back. His fur was on its ends and he felt his muscles spasm, like if an electric shock just came through him. A gasp escaped his mouth; he clenched his teeth in agony, but he also felt a raging erection push against the bed. This felt so bad, yet also so good.

"This was for dating that slut Caroline. To think that you fell for that skinny bitch! Didn't you see? She just wanted to use you! She used you and you did not see it because you were too busy staring at that ass of hers!" Adele's voice remained authoritative and fierce, but had visibly lost its cool; the little lonely girl she once was had resurfaced, and she was furious, "Look at me! Guess now my ass satisfies you, doesn't it? You little bitch..."

"I have been so stupid, my mistress... Thinking she really understood me and cared for me, while all she ever wanted was to use me... Oh, you are so different from her..." the deer boy whimpered, entranced by her beauty, wiggling his body a little.

"Oh, we are not that different, lovely. I too want to use you." In came another strike of the flogger, and another gasp of the pain. "You are my little pet for me to play with and **** for my amusement." The deer girl pressed her hand where her flogger landed, her nails caressing the wounded flesh. This was both painful, and strangely pleasant, "Oh, just look at you, so ****, so hurt~" After waiting for some time for the pain to relinquish, Adele quickly struck Charles again. And then again. And again.

Tears began falling from Charles's eyes as the pain grew stronger and stronger, even though he felt pleasure from it as well. She drowned him in blissful torment, hitting his back, his neck, and his rounded ass, using both the flogger and her own hands. He endured the first several whippings nobly, only gasping for air, but as she continued, the pain grew stronger and stronger. Barely coherent begs for mercy started leaving the deer boy's mouth, as he whimpered, his willpower growing weaker and weaker with every strike. He was not sure now if he was playing along to please Adele, or if he really wanted her to stop. The pain was strong, but so was the pleasure, and the pleasure of his mistress. He could see by the wide smile on her face that she felt incredible, revelling in her cruelty. Every time she looked at him, beaten and broken, her seemed more and more ecstatic.

"P-please! M-mistress! Ss-s-stop!" the deer boy cried out, "I... I... aaah!~" he moaned, almost orgasming from the pain, as yet another jolt of pleasure and agony filled his body, drowning his thoughts with arousal and taking away his consciousness. Charles gasped, broken, and collapsed on the bed, no longer capable of resisting.