He threw the flogger and hit the towel in the lower corner.
“Stand back,” Professor S said. “Square your shoulders. Aim higher. This is the green zone…” He ran his hands over Mistress Nora’s upper back, her ribcage area. “This is the red zone.” He ran his hands again, now over her kidney area. “When you get very good, this is also in the green zone.” He ran his hands over Mistress Nora’s shapely ass and thighs. When he came back up, he pinched that very shapely ass very hard. “No kidney area. No stomach. No face, no neck, no arms, no chest—"
“Unless you’re a dominatrix,” Mistress Nora said. “Then you can whale on whatever body part you want because you’re being paid gobs of money by extreme masochists to beat them into the ground.”
“I’ll stick to the back for now,” Jason said. He spent the next half hour flogging the towel as Professor S offered suggestions, corrections, and then…finally…finally, a single compliment.
“Good aim,” the professor S said as Jason successfully hit the same corner of the towel ten times in a row.
“I’ve been throwing lassos since I was four,” Jason said. “Lots of practice aiming.”
“When the flogging session is over,” the professor said, “you’ll want to engage in aftercare. Take her down off the cross gently and carefully. Flogging can—and should—cause an endorphin rush. She might be dizzy so help her down. After that, water and rest. Ask how she is. Spend time together.”
“Or,” Mistress Nora said, “if you’re old like we are, you fuck hard and then immediately roll over and go to sleep.”
“That works for me, too,” Simone said. Jason looked at her. “Just saying.”
“Now what?” Jason asked the professor.
“Rest and then go again.” Professor S said that as he uncuffed Mistress Nora from the cross.
“On me,” Simone said.
“What?” Jason asked.
She grinned, kissed his cheek, and said, “Go again on me.”
“I’m kinda new at this,” Jason reminded her.
“Yes, but I’m not.” Simone batted her eyes at him.
“Could you tell her this is a bad idea?” Jason looked at the professor while pointing at Simone.
“She’s your partner,” Professor S said. “If she trusts you enough to let you try on her, you should trust her judgment. You’re not hitting hard enough yet to harm her. Go easy and at worst, you’ll mess up her hair.”
Simone said, “My hair can take it.”
Mistress Nora quickly laced up her corset top.
“You’ll have to start trusting her and yourself eventually,” Mistress Nora said.
“I’ll try it,” Jason said. “But supervise, okay?”
Simone stood facing the enormous X of the St. Andrew’s Cross. Jason hung up the flogger, went to her and unzipped the back of her dress. He lowered it to her waist. It was easy enough to cuff her wrists to the cross, but not so easy to step back away from her warm soft skin.
Then he remembered not only was he allowed to touch her, he was supposed to. He rubbed her back from shoulder to shoulder, shoulder to hips and up again and all over. Simone sighed, smiled and Jason smiled to himself. Nothing made Jason happier than making his Spanky happy.
He leaned in close and put his mouth as her ear.
“You’re everything I never knew I needed,” Jason said. “What do you have to say to that?”
“Hit me, Master Dickhead,” she said. Jason roared with laughter. God, he loved this girl. He kissed her shoulder again and Simone whispered, “I love you, Master.”
If he hadn’t been in the mood to flog her before that, he was now.
He stood back and waited for Professor S to give him the nod of approval.
Yes, he was standing in the right spot. Yes, he was holding the flogger correctly. Yes, he was ready.
Jason said a quick prayer that he wouldn’t hurt Simone in any kind of bad way.
Then he took a deep breath and threw the flogger at her right shoulder, quickly but carefully. It hit her, but not hard. Jason was thrilled to see he’d struck exactly where he’d aimed. He did it again, hitting the same spot. Then again, a little harder, and her pale shoulder turned pink.
Jason thought he’d only flog her a dozen times, if that, just to get comfortable with hitting a person. But he fell into a rhythm, and the flogger fit in his hand like it was made for him.
Simone made little gasps when he struck her, gasps followed by her sweet sexy giggles. He kept going, losing himself into the role of the dominant until it didn’t feel like a role anymore, but just him. Just Jason being Jason and Simone being Simone and them being them together.
When his shoulder tired out after a few minutes or an hour—he had no idea anymore—he lowered the flogger, stepped close and stroked Simone’s red-warm back.
“This is fun,” he said. An understatement. He was hard and in heaven and Simone was pink and panting and as pretty as he’d ever seen her.
“More fun if I was naked,” she said.
“Probably, but we got company.”
“No, we don’t.”
Jason looked around and saw that Mistress Nora and Professor S were long gone.
“I told you when the flogging is going good,” Simone said, “everyone will disappear but you and me.”
“You were right.” Jason peeled out of his t-shirt and pressed his naked chest to her naked back. Simone inhaled sharply at the sudden intimate contact, and it was the sexiest sound he’d ever heard. “You were right about something else, too.”
“What’s that, Master?” she asked.
Jason pulled her dress down her hips and took her panties to the floor with it. He left her standing in nothing but her pink high heels.
“This will be much more fun if you’re naked.”
He ran his hands up her body, caressing her breasts and fondling her nipples, rubbing her hips and slipping two fingers into her pussy. She was wet and hot inside and his cock stiffened and throbbed. He wanted to fuck her almost as much as he wanted to keep flogging her. Time enough for both.
Jason stroked her clitoris until she started panting. Then he stepped back, picked up the flogger again, and let the world disappear until there was no one left but him and Simone and the flogger.
And a note from Mistress taped to the back of the door that read, “Good job, Asshole.”
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Picture Perfect Cowboy
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All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living, or dead, is purely coincidental.
Picture Perfect Cowboy was originally published as the heavily-abridged novella The Watermark in the now out-of-print anthology Exposed: A Romance Anthology.
Trade Paperback ISBN: 978-1-984085-86-3
Library Binding ISBN: 978-1-949769-00-5
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