The flogger whisps across my skin again, making my muscles contract as I pull the ropes in my hands tight against the rings of the spanking bench. My breathing is labored, but I’m not tired and don’t want to stop. Even Nas is breathing hard as he grabs me by the hair and snatches my head up.

“God, you're so fucking beautiful,” he says between ragged breaths. “Look at the way you take my flogger on your very first time. You make me so fucking proud. Goddamn. I can’t believe you're real.” He grips my chin with one hand while holding the flogger with the other. “Open your mouth for me. Open it.”

My back and ass feel hot all over from the floggers caress, and I want to smile for finally feeling the burn I’ve been craving my whole life. Keeping my eyes on Nas, I open my mouth as wide as I can while still struggling to breathe, and Nas rewards me by pushing his pants down just low enough to reveal his thick cock and shoving it into my mouth. I gag at first, and Nas pulls out a bit so I can gather myself. Once I’m good, he goes for it again, sliding his veiny thickness in until he reaches the back of my throat, and just when the intensity peaks, I feel the stinging splash of the flogger on my ass again. My body jerks up and pushes Nas’s cock even further down my throat, making me gag again and my eyes water as he pulls out.

My mind splinters into a million endless directions. I can’t believe how incredible this is. It’s like he and I were the final two pieces to a puzzle neither of us knew was incomplete until this very moment. Everything hurts, and it all feels so good. My eyes water, my skin feels raw, my throat is full and stretching, and I want more. I want so much fucking more. He can choke me with his cock until I stop breathing for good, and I’d die happy. This is my kinky, erotic, agonizing heaven.

“Oh, my god. Look at you,” he says, eyeing me with pride as he grips my chin in his hand. “You look so fucking beautiful with my cock in your mouth, Baby Girl. Wow I can’t fucking get enough of you.”