Darrick's Reward (For Firecyde)

As Angel cut off his shirt, she looked down at him with narrowed eyes, throwing the scissors aside."You've been to annoyingly nice, and that's why you'll be punished-but when your done with Courtney can still break you in two seconds", Angel said then quickly took the whip and brung it down hard across his stomatch.

"I don't know who Courtney is but..." Darrick had been speaking, but had to pause as he was hit by the whip and had looked at her. "You can certainly do better than that!" Darrick said with a smile, hoping to get her to whip him harder.

Angel frowned."Courtney is my sister-idiot!", she hissed, using the fierceness she inheirited from Courtney. She brung up the whip and slashed it across his stomatch again."Ooooh! Squirm for your mistress, flithy slave!", she exclaimed, bringing the whip across his chest.

"As soon as it hurts I will!" Darrick said, actually, it had stung, but not enough for him to squirm quite yet. "Please Mistress, may I have another..." Darrick would say with a smile, trying to get another shot. "Come on!"

Angel reared up and brung the whip down on his stomatch as hard as she could."Sqrium for me!", she yelled.

Darrick's back had arched up and he had indeed squirmed, however her wasn't quite hurt yet. "Please Mistress, may I have another?" Darrick had commented, looking into Angel's eyes, still not knowing where this was coming from, but he didn't care, after all, she wanted to do this. "Maybe I need some more pain..."

Angel smiled as he arched his back in pain, ignoring his begs for more she went down to his ankles, tightening the cuffs around them until they pierced the skin."MMMmmmmmh...is that enough pain for you?", she asked and brung the whip down as hard as she could for the second time.

Darrick had winced in pain as the cuffs pierced the skin, and had struggled more as she whipped him again, but he didn't care. "No Mistress..." Darrick said, waiting for what Angel was going to do next.

Angel smiled and sat the whip down, going over to her closet and looking around for something perfect to torture him with next. She got out a ball gag and went over to him, forcing it around his head and into his mouth. She turned and sat on his face, sqruiming around and getting comterble on his nose."Mmmmhh you make a good seat for your mistress!", she exclaimed.

Darrick had now been denied air, the ball gag on her mouth and Angel sat on his face, he would try to breath in, but all he got was a noseful of the smell of her ass. He was squirming around as she had sat on his face.