NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 81 – Whipping out Frustrations
The last day before the summit was…
Boring.
Elana wished she could spend it with Moira, but she was forbidden to leave the mansion. Receiving an unknown woman was also not allowed.
Luckily, Catarina had come over to finalise the details before tomorrow’s show. It had given Elana a solid three hours of… Something.
It wasn’t entertainment, but it was something to do. Talking about all the Nobles and schemes and how they will act had been productive. Better than just rotting away, doing nothing.
Well, not nothing.
Now Elana was flexing her divine powers while trying not to think about her sister’s juicy pussy.
The need to stick her lips to Mary’s crotch and drink had been growing increasingly insufferable. She really just needed to…
Elana stood up from her seat and grabbed a glass of water from the table. She drank it all, still not quenching the thirst in the slightest. “Fucking bitch.” Her mood grew increasingly irritable.
It was still only afternoon, and she wasn’t about to go and visit the new fiancee her father had found. The thought alone infuriated her more. She wanted to tear off Ashton’s balls and feed them to him.
And if she had to meet him now, Elana would actually do it. So, she ignored the repeated invites in favour of something more relaxing.
“Bring me the whip,” Elana spoke to her seat, sending Toy scurrying through the room. “And strip.” She stretched, raising her hands above her head and flexed her sore muscles.
The divine strength was good, but it did make her feel tired after using it. Elana quickly learned not to overdo it. She still could overpower just about anyone, but having sex for days to no end was out of the question.
… At least for now.
When Toy returned with one of the whips, the girl was already naked and visibly aroused. What once had been an innocent woman was a horny beast in need of reigning in.
The pale girl’s skin was already covered in soft traces of punishment. Elana was not shy about releasing her stress on Toy. That was the woman’s purpose, after all.
But that was about to change. Elana received the whip - one rather long, with little knots that dug into the skin, leaving small scars. She hadn’t used this one yet, but it was the time.
There was no need to worry about others noticing her Toy's condition and spreading rumours.
After tomorrow, Elana will own the world. Who would object to her hitting her servants - doing something worse and much more delightful.
So, Elana hefted the nasty whip with happiness. “A good choice. I will make sure to mark you properly for it.” She felt it deserved a rare praise and reward.
Toy exhaled heavily, her body trembling with expectation. Her pert breasts taunted Elana to start there. The beads of expectant sweat rolled down Toy’s body as she retreated to the corner of the room, where the ‘reward’ would be received.
Elana made herself more comfortable as well. She undressed - not standing quite naked, but making sure she had free access to her own sweet spot between her legs.
It wasn’t like she needed to use her full strength to whip. Elana didn’t want to kill Toy either. She would do it gently, just hard enough for the girl to bleed.
Which left her other hand free. Something Elana gladly would capitalise on. She watched Toy take her position on the simple cross while considering if there was a need to tie the girl to it.
In the end, Elana decided against it. She was too horny and had to get the thoughts of Mary out of her head. Her free hand slid down her midriff as she raised her other.
Toy turned around and bit into the muffler left next to the cross. She presented her back while widening her legs and raising her hands - taking a cross shape herself.
At that point, Elana’s palm had reached her vulva. She gasped as her fingers scratched against the burning need. Her raised hand shot down, sending the whip flying.
The well-aimed strike landed squarely on Toy’s back, leaving a few deeper red dots and one long, inflaming line. The knots did their job, creating a constellation on the girl’s back.
Another crack followed, and Elana’s body shook as the whip landed. Her fingers explored her vagina’s entrance, almost impaling herself from the feeling of gifting Toy pain.
Toy’s suffering-filled moan sent Elana into ecstasy. Before she knew it, her hand was raised again, and then it fell.
The crack and almost soft way the whip kissed Toy’s body was electric. Elana steeled herself, not allowing a moan to break past her lips.
Still, Elana’s breath was scorching. She tried to cool herself with a cold breeze, only to realise it didn’t work on her. Her insides were boiling.
Elana’s mind recalled Moira’s challenging smile, Catarina’s demure movements and Cinthia’s well-trained body. And it all was accompanied by the sweet taste of her sister.
“Fuck!” Elana swung harder, increasing the rhythm, covering Toy’s back with a galaxy of little red stars.
Small droplets of blood had formed and slowly ran down Toy, like tiny comets heading for their destruction.
Elana licked her lips. She was still thirsty. The whip shot through the air again. Toy moaned in pain. She filled the thirst with Toy’s pain, letting it fill her heart.
It was so satisfying. Elana’s fingers relentlessly teased her lower opening, working herself into an inevitable orgasm.
Everything else vanished, leaving Elana alone with the feeling of power. She cracked her whip again, knowing how much Toy loved it. Her thumb pressed on her clitoris, helping her finally reach a culmination.
Elana released a growl as orgasm rattled through her body, making her knees weak and stealing away her breath. Her muscles spasmed, making her lose control over the whip.
It landed heavily against Toy - the most vicious strike yet, sending the masochist into an orgasm as well.
Elana huffed, finally feeling relieved. She threw back her hair and laughed. She had missed a good whipping. It felt good.
But having a whole kingdom under her heel would feel even better. Elana grinned.
Tomorrow… Tomorrow, Elana would become a queen.
