“As green as I can be with my pussy and ass buzzing, and I don’t dare fucking move an inch or I’ll tear off something valuable,” she thought to herself.
Taking a flogger, he trailed the ends over her back, butt, and thighs, barely brushing the skin. Slowly, he started twirling it, bringing the flying ends closer and closer to her skin until he could hear the thudding of leather against skin with every stroke.
When he had her skin a deep pink, he stopped and ran his hand over her to feel the warmth he had created there. He stepped around in front of her and squatted so he was level with her face.
Talking softly so that only she could hear, he told her, “I’m going to let Evan and Dave each take five swats.”
“Yes, Master,” she answered softly, knowing he was doing this because when she ran away it affected both the men.
Craig rose to his feet and turned to the group. He called Dave and Evan up, and they each chose their implement from the closet. Dave chose a small paddle, and Evan chose a strap.
Dave went first. Squatting down in front of Rachel, he told her how proud he was of her and cupped her face with his hand, looking in her eyes. He smiled.
Then he walked around behind her. Gently rubbing each of her ass cheeks, he pinched one, then hauled back and let her have it. The paddle he chose was small, but he knew it would sting like hell. When he was finished, he walked around and wiped her tears away, then kissed the middle of her forehead.
Evan took his turn next, doing basically the same things Dave had before he laid five strokes evenly over her skin. When he was finished, he also kissed her forehead before returning to his wife.
Craig thanked both men and instructed Rachel to do the same. Hiccupping and sobbing, Rachel thanked the men and apologized for worrying and troubling everyone.
Craig once again knelt in front of her and spoke softly to her, assuring himself that she was okay to continue and that she wasn’t overwhelmed.
“Now for my part of the punishment, I had planned on more, but I think my little lamb realizes what she did, and she won’t be doing it again. I’m going to give her three with my single tail, and that will be the end of the evening. After that, we will be returning to our suite. I want to thank you all for coming, and I hope our abrupt departure does not upset anyone. I’m sure Rachel will be calling all her girls in the next few days. I know she’s going to have some news for you all.” After Craig’s announcement to the group, he gave Rachel the three strikes then quickly unfastened her, wrapped her in a soft blanket, and carried her off. He would do aftercare in their suite. He wanted her all to himself now.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Craig carried Rachel to the bedroom and sat on the side of the bed with her. He held her tight and murmured to her, telling her how proud of her he was and how good she had done.
Once he had her calmed down, he carried her into the bathroom and ran a warm bath. He put plenty of Epsom salts in the water, knowing her muscles would be stiff from trying to hold herself still and not pull on her tender parts.
Lowering her into the water, he quickly stripped and crawled in with her, holding her tight in his embrace.
Turning her head and looking up into his eyes, she smiled lovingly at him and said, “Thank you, Master, that was perfect.”
“You’re welcome, love,” he told her, not exactly sure what she was thanking him for but not wanting to break the mood and ask her.
She relaxed against him, her bottom sore but not any worse than she was used to. She had been worried that tonight’s activities would be more than she could take, but it was perfect. Just what she needed for an introduction back into the club.
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Craig was so considerate of her and seemed to know exactly how much she could take and when she was reaching her limit even before she did. He knew how much to push her and when to pull back.
“Master,” she said tentatively, “I’m so sorry I hurt you and worried you. I promise I won’t do it again.”
Holding her tighter, Craig whispered into her hair. “I know, love. It’s over now, and we won’t talk about it again. You made a mistake with good intentions, and all will be fine.”
“Just don’t ever do it again,” he said under his breath.
They sat in the water until it cooled then rinsed in the shower. Craig wrapped Rachel in a towel and dried himself, wrapping a towel around his waist. Carrying her back to the bedroom, he sat her on the side of the bed, then left her for a brief moment to get something from the other room.
Coming back to the room with a small box in his hand, he got down on one knee in front of her and said, “I know I should wait and take you out for a romantic dinner when we are both wearing clothes, but I can’t stand it anymore. I have to know your answer tonight. Rachel, I love you. I want you to be in my life for as long as we both live. I can’t handle the thought of losing you. Will you marry me and be my wife, my partner, and my love for as long as we both live?”
At first Rachel couldn’t believe her eyes and ears. Seeing a tear at the corner of one of his eyes, she took her fingers and gently brushed it away. Dropping to her own knees in front of him, she wrapped her hands around his neck and looked into his eyes.
“Yes, I want all of that, yes I will marry you and be your wife, partner, and lover for as long as you want me.” Then she pulled his face to hers for a kiss to seal the deal.
Handing her the box, he gave her the most beautiful ring she had ever seen. It was simple but elegant, something she could wear every day, not too ostentatious. “I knew you wouldn’t wear anything flashy, and I wanted to give you something you won’t ever take off. If you don’t like it, we can exchange it for something you like better,” he explained to her.
“No, it’s perfect. Here, put it on me and see if it fits,” she told him excitedly.