The whipping of the angel

The drow had hoped to get some rest while whipping Ephra, but her hopes were vain, not only the huge dildo would remain inside of her anus, she would get a set of clamps as well. The sorceress let out a long moan when Tanariehl told her that, but did not object. She presented first her nipples and then her clitoris, she hissed each time a clamp was attached to the sensitive and already beaten parts of her body. The incubus spared her the weights, because he decided that she was already properly warmed up in those areas.

Tanariehl removed the claps from Ephra’s body, she could not hold back the hiss that also escaped her mouth, as blood circulation resumed properly in her most tender parts. The angel had to undergo the very same treatment that Laerinia just did, it could have been considered even worse, since her nipples and clitoris were already aching from the clamps and she would have to endure more hits. The only redeeming factor was that the drow was considerably weaker than the angel and her strokes would not be as strong.

The plant grabbed Ephra in the same way, as it did earlier with Laerinia. The angel took the first ten hits leisurely, counting calmly. Even the huge anal-plug was not as bothering as she had previously imagined, but it did maintained her anus stretched, as her anal muscles clenched involuntarily with each stroke of the belt; the bodystocking obviously provided no protection. The second decade was tougher, her buttocks reddened which could be seen through the sheer golden fabric, they also began to sting, although the pain was bearable as was the arousal caused by it.

The third decade of hits got noticeably harder, Laerinia maintained the **** of her strokes and shown no signs of getting tired, but the pain and arousal were mounting up. When they reached twenty six the words that left Ephra’s mouth were accompanied by a moan. The moans were getting louder with each hit and by thirty two they turned into cries.

“AAHH! Thirty five!”

“AAAHHH! Thirty six!”

“AAAAHHHH!! THIRTY SEVEN! OOOFFF!”

“I can hear how much you love it” commented Tanariehl “but don’t get close to the edge already, there’s a lot more of foreplay to come.”

The angel was repositioned and her long legs were spread into splits to give Laerina’s belt a proper access. Ephra’s thighs were as firm and strong as her buttocks, and they were equally resilient which was the most important feature in current circumstances. She took the beating exemplary and managed to remain calm for almost the entire duration of the whipping; only for the last few hits on each thigh the numbers were accompanied by moans. She understood that the incubus was right, there was a lot more of this rough edging to come and she had to remain composed for as long as she possibly could.

The next stage was significantly harder, Ephra’s nipples were already somewhat sore from the clamps. The whipping was not long enough for them to regenerate, so they would be even more sensitive that usually; but what was worse, the arousal had made them erect! That could be the most influential factor. The angel was placed in the same position as the drow had been earlier, her huge firm breasts exposed and ****; Laerinia changed the belt for a crop and the beating began.

Ephra tried to remain calm, but managed to do so only for first few strokes, and she had to take ten per nipple. More than half of the hits were accompanied by loud moans and the last two by cries of pain mixed with excitement, it was even louder for the second nipple, The angel could no longer hold down her arousal, she got to the edge way too quickly and was now **** for an orgasm. The scream that left Ephra’s mouth when she shouten “TEN” contained all the horniness and frustration, compared to them the pain was barely noticeable.

“She’s so hot!” Tanariehl could not hide his enthusiasm “quickly continue with her clitty. Don’t let her calm down.“

The angel was once again repositioned by the plant, her legs were spread as wide as for the whipping of her thighs. It was all done swiftly and she had no time to regain any sort of composure. The whipping commenced.

Ephra could barely focus enough to keep up with the counting, once she had let her guard down it was impossible to fight the arousal. Laerinia had no mercy and tormented her companion with the riding crop, each hit was aimed perfectly and landed on the angel’s clitoris with a loud “smack”. It was followed by a loud excited scream and barely comprehensible count. When they reached ten the angel’s body was trembling, **** for an orgasm, Ephra continued to wail in frustration even after the whipping had stopped. She needed to climax so badly!