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After a minute, she beings to tremble, tense and stretched. The pleasure/pain of the scourge on her body, flogging her back and whipping at her breasts, becomes more and more intense with each blow.

You lower your blows then, to her ass and legs. You flick it up between her thighs, and her short skirt does nothing to save her.

"Do you like that?" You ask as you flick her again.

"Mmmh." It's all she can manage.

You flick her again, then again, then harder, again. And stop. She writhes from the sudden lack of stimulation, and turns as best she can, her back arches as she looks imploringly back at you.

"More?"