"Yes, dear Lelika, this will be enough. Just enough to keep you exposed for me. I can haul you in if you pull away, but I doubt you will."<br/><br/>And with that, I begin whipping her sex, with a firm downward lash, letting the hairs strike and trail against her skin almost harmlessly. Then an upwards flick of the wrist, bringing the strands against the underside, and against her welted bottom hole, and another lash downwards to land against her mound.<br/><br/>"See? What do you think of this?"