<strong>Hugh, Baron Covington</strong><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/03/Geraint_Baron_Hugh_Covington_Av.jpg)</div>Lucy is an adventure, to say the least.  She's adventurous herself, and exquisitely responsive.  And while her tongue may not always tell the truth, her body not only finds it difficult to lie to him, but doesn't even seem inclined to do so.  He can almost sense her disappointment when he spanks her. But when he speaks of her on her knees before him, she seems almost eager to do so.  He may yet provide the opportunity for to do so this evening, depending on where his lessons take them.  She swallows hard before she hands him the flogger, but it's not fear he senses from her, but excitement.<br/><br/>The soft strokes of the flogger elicit a squirm from Lucy and then a tensing of her buttocks, an intriguing response, that he continues to tease.  He knows already how she responds to pain, but he also wishes to explore her arousal response, which is more powerful than he might have expected.  The more complex her response, the more satisfying it is to him.  And he has no disinclination to giving her pleasure as well as pain., especially if it brings her back more often.  And indeed he manages to invoke her arousal minimal amounts of pain.  While he many not be able to see her stiffened nipples, he can read her respiration rate in the muscles of her back, and he can also scent the beginnings of arousal in her when he leans near.<br/><br/>He can almost sense her resisting it now, though he doubts that she is doing it because he told her to.  Rather he suspects that she does not wish to be that much at his mercy … except she does, of course.  She wants what he has to offer her, but he won't give it to her quite that quickly.  That she actually moans at his query is quite telling enough, especially when the moan deteriorates into something nearer a whimper.<br/><br/><em>"Something different, my lord.  I'm afraid I need the time it would take you to get a new instrument to regain my composure."</em><br/><br/>He smiles at the candor in her statement, and he welcomes the time to regain composure himself.  She likely knows it not, just yet, but she is hardly the only one aroused by their activities tonight.  His cock is already swollen within his breeches .<br/><br/>"Roll over onto your back now Lucy, and I shall provide you with a different sensation to savor."<br/><br/>It isn't a question, this time, but a command, however politely rendered, and there is an accompanying edge to his voice.  He expects her to be ready when he is.  He moves away from her for a moment, but quickly returns, this time sitting on the edge of the couch beside her waist, and the sound of him placing something on the floor, beside the couch, his only announcements of intent to begin.  Her arousal is a good deal more evident to him now, and it stirs him further.  But that doesn't deter him from slowly tipping the already lit beeswax candle, and starting to drip hot wax across the tops of her breasts.<br/><br/><br/>