A scream escapes Avalyn's mouth as the whip hits her arse, Ian lifting the whip again, the whip hitting harder as she screams again, her head falling back. Avalyn watches as his hand raises again, the whip once against hitting her arse before he steps forward.
His arm wraps around her body, her eyes watching him in the mirror. Her body jumps as she feels the clamp tighten on her nipple. Ian steps back, his hand raising again as the whip swings down over her arse, her screams loud as she pushes up onto her toes. The whip hits again instantly. Avalyn feels herself slipping away, having something she has needed for years. Even with Marcus, it wasn't like this, it was like he held back.