Because I Tease the Boys

She teases the boys because it gets her wet. She teases them and gets wet because she knows what comes after. Master wraps the ropes until her wrists burn and her shoulders lock back, tits pushed out like an offering. The cane lands first across the tops of her breasts, then under them, then right across the nipples until they swell dark. He moves lower. The thin bamboo kisses the soft inside of each thigh, again and again, until the skin shines. Every strike makes her jerk against the cords and the cords remind her she asked for this. When the current starts she cannot stay quiet. It dances over her clamped nipples, slides down her belly, settles right on her clit. She curses and she begs in the same breath. He keeps her on that edge until the need breaks her open. She comes once, hard, then again, and each time the ropes dig deeper and the cane finds a new stripe. He does not stop counting until she stops counting too.