Again, Sophie was unable to keep herself from jumping in shock as the whip cracked so close to her face; such instincts were too powerful even for her fear and desire to obey to eclipse.  As the whip fell against her thigh, Aurora's voice rose in a higher scream, one that made her throw her head back as the chamber echoed the song of her pain.  She bowed her head, thighs clenched around Sophie's face as the young woman kissed and sucked and licked.<br/><br/>"More," Aurora pleaded.  "More please, grandsire. . ."