My cock raged at me as I led her over to the spanking bench. The play area had been cleared and I was more than ready. Something about her just made me think that she could take at least some of what I could give. Perhaps she was the Initiate I should’ve chosen. She was physically stunning which was a plus, but the way she carried herself indicated to me that she could do more than take the pain, but would relish how much I could hurt her. 

Be an eagle, son.

For the first time before a scene, I heard my father’s advice echoing in my head.

As she bent over the spanking bench, I knelt behind her stroking the length of her legs. My fingers drifted up to touch her soaked panties. She was more than ready too. 

“Remove your panties,” I ordered.

Immediately, she bent over peeling the lacy garment off her legs and tossing them to the side. Without a further command from me, she bent over the leather bench with her arms outstretched in front of her. Selecting a leather flogger, I slapped it against my own leg as I walked over to her. Seeing her bent over like that, so vulnerable and needy, just waiting for me to lash her with the flogger, excited me like nothing else. 

I could feel pre-come ooze from the tip of my cock as I stared down at her firm, willing ass. Normally, in these scenes, I would immediately begin whipping my partner, but this time I felt compelled to stroke her flesh first. Dropping the flogger, my fingers traced up the length of her legs. Instead of feeling her wet pussy, my hand was stopped as I felt the edges of some deep scars on the inside of her legs. 

“Leda,” I whispered.

“Please, Sir, I’ve been a bad girl. I need my punishment.” She begged pushing her ass at me. 

Telling myself, I would inquire about the scars later. I picked up the flogger. 

“What’s your safe word, Leda?”

“Metal,” she replied. I could hear the desire in her voice. She ached for the pain I was about to give her.

Making a mental note of her safe word as I was sure she’d be crying it out quickly, I leaned back on my left foot as I readied myself to strike her.

I drew back my hand and then brought it down as hard as I could on her ass. She gave a soft cry, trembled a bit, but steadied herself. Again and again, I brought the flogger down enjoying the sound it made as it struck her. My cock got harder and harder the more pain she took. Her ass was as red as a rose and surely must be hurting. I’d lost count of how many lashes I’d given her until I found myself tiring out. 

“Stop,” she murmured. 

Ignoring her as she didn’t say the safe word, I continued on. I’d never had a play partner go for so long. Her ass was going to be black and blue tomorrow. I kept going a few more lashes until my arm tired out.

“That’s enough, Leda. You may stand up.” I commanded, dropping the flogger. 

Incredibly, she stood up shakily at first then she turned to face me. Her eyes were filled with tears, but as she caught my eye, she smiled.

Instantly, I knew she was the one. That smile. Despite the painful whipping, she was still able to smile. My heart caught in my throat. 

“Come, Leda, I will take you to aftercare.” I scooped her up in my arms and whisked her away to the back.

* * *

 Tracing a finger over each lash I’d made, I felt more turned on than I’d ever been in my life. I wondered how tight and wet her pussy would feel around my cock. Fucking a play partner wasn’t something I typically did as unusual as that might sound to outsiders. Whipping them did turn me on, but when they safeworded after only a few lashes, I found myself losing interest quickly. It was difficult to explain, but I needed someone to take the pain I could give. I didn’t want to do it against anyone’s will they needed to submit themselves completely to me. 

I sighed as I gazed at the oozing lashes on her flesh. Taking out the first aid kit, I used antiseptic wipes to clean the cuts and then dabbed some cream on. She was definitely going to feel this whipping for days which was what I suspected she wanted.

Turning her over, I brushed her long hair from her face. 

“Sir,” she began.

“You may call me Colt now.”

“Colt, if I may be so bold, that was amazing.” Her face was smeary with bliss and I wouldn’t have been surprised if she’d came during the whipping.

“Of course, it was.” I bent down to kiss her lightly on her forehead. 

“When you’re able, you can get up and let yourself out.” I got up to leave. I could feel her eyes burning into the back of my head.

“May I see you again?” Her voice shook with uncertainty. 

“Am I some kind of Service Top? I will decide when or if I will continue with you. I will be in touch.” 

She nodded her eyes reflected her confusion and disappointment.

Getting into my car, I had to pull over on the way home. My own hands were shaking from excitement. Of course, I was going to see her again. How could I not? My heart leapt at the thought she may be the one I’d been waiting for. The way my flogger cut into her flesh, her body jumping at each blow, her pussy dripping wet at the end...this was everything I wanted. Without a doubt, Leda was going to be my new Initiate, but I couldn’t let her know just how deeply she’d affected me. My cock ached with need and I thought about just fisting my own cock right then and there, but somehow that seemed like such a cheat. I wanted to come with my cock buried deep inside her after I’d whipped her thoroughly. 

But that would come later. Next, I had to introduce her to my first circle.