<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/19/Ashley_Bishop.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Ashley Bishop (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=211572.msg10519148#msg10519148)<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Open<br/><strong>Where:</strong>The Dungeon Club - Playroom<br/><strong>When: </strong>Sat Aug 2nd - 11PM-ish<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Only her collar.<br/><hr/>The nipple torture was so unexpected that after that final yank pulled another sharp cry from her, Ashley could only lay over the bench panting, her hips wriggling and occasionally a shiver ran up her spine. Time passed, seconds or minutes? She had been caught up in the sensations; infinitely stronger for being blindfolded. Ashley made a soft sound as she realized she didn't know where he was or what might come next. For someone who'd seemed so uncertain before they'd begun, he was eliciting intense reactions from her very easily. She couldn't wait for what he would do next.<br/><br/>Ashley twitched as his hand ran over her backside. It was a different sensation. Gentle yet firm and she moaned, arching her back again, presenting herself to him as his fingers dragged over her flesh. She heard him groan and bit her lip again, the sound tantalizing to her ears for knowing he was enjoying himself that much.<br/><br/>The solid spank caught her off guard, her mind having been focused on the way his hand was running over her, digging in at the fingertips. It was still there, that subtle power of his hand on her while the smack drew her and split her focus. Ashley jolted, hissing in a breath as she shuddered hard, letting out a warbling, whisper of a moan on her exhalation. It had been a fairly hard smack, bare handed and all. Her cheek burned, a low smoldering. "Thank you Sir." She whispered softly on a moan.