Tempting:

Simone’s Notes:

In the sexual sub-culture of BDSM, "flagellation" involves beating the submissive partner and is a form of impact play. Such a flogging is not always delivered with forceful blows; sometimes it is done with very soft blows, repeated a great many times so as to make the skin sensitive. Thus, the softest impact will eventually feel very intense. Flogging for erotic thrill, typically with implements such as floggers, whips, paddles, or canes, has been called the "English vice". The flogger used in this context has a large number of soft broad thongs made of suede, leather, or comparable materials. Its impact is felt as an impact ("thud") leaving a stinging sensation. Used with light or medium intensity, it can almost act as a form of massage. Used intensely or for longer periods, it becomes painful. Flogging with this implement, usually on the shoulder blades, buttocks, or other fatty areas of the body, can leave bruising but does not cut or permanently mark the skin.

Edward received a strange message this morning in his room. “Come by the abandoned warehouse in the Red Light District next to Platinum Fox’s club. Come alone!” it read. The alchemist couldn’t help but smile to himself. It sounded pretty kinky. “Well then,” he thought. “I shall take up on this offer!” He looked around to see if Winry was watching. She decided to move back in for some reason. She said that she still loved him and forgave him for his perverse behavior. “She’s up to something!” Little Iris pointed out to him after sex last night. “I wouldn’t trust her too lightly. Her kind is unpredictable with their men. She wants to drag you back to the cage!” “So what should I do?” Ed asked his slave. “Watch your back!” she replied. “She seems to mean business!” Edward scanned the whole living room. Winry wasn’t in sight. The boy slowly breathed out. It’s all clear! Let’s move! [Right!] Then, Edward headed right out the door.

The alchemist took a shortcut this morning. He didn’t feel like taking the long way and getting caught today. The ban of the military to the Red Light District was still in affect. They still hadn’t caught the Night Slayer yet. Edward made his through the alley between the herbal tea shops, swung a right past the fish market, followed the red silk lights above, and there he was! The boy was at the sweet sexual paradise for the sex-crazed. It had been weeks since he had last been here. It was like returning home from a long and hard war. Edward made his way and began his search. The whole district was like the nine levels of Inferno Dante created. Platinum Fox was a strip club and a sex bar. “Right in the third level!” the alchemist thought lustfully. Then, he carried onward. Many hookers were blowing kisses and calling out to him. Edward just smiled at them like they were his loyal fans. “It’s great to be back!” he thought. He made it all the way to his destination. Platinum Fox hadn’t opened yet. (It wasn’t 14:00 yet.) Edward looked to the right of the building. There was the true prize! He smiled to himself wickedly. “Time to meet the messenger!” he thought in pride. Edward picked up his pace and headed into the warehouse.

Abandoned was the best word choice for this place. Then was nothing but boxes of sex toys and other “play” things for the bedroom. Edward still looked around for the action. He heard someone shuffle in the shadows. The alchemist looked up near a love swing hanging from the ceiling. So far, there was no one in sight. Ed began to wonder if this was a set-up or not. “Hello?” he called out. “Is anyone here?” “Are you alone?” a voice asked him back. The master smiled at that question. “Yes, I am!” he called. Then, footsteps came. Edward watched and saw… a young girl step out in front of him. She looked to be about fourteen years old. Hair was short and dark blue in two separate pigtails. Her eyes were a deep maroon. She was dressed in a schoolgirl uniform with a long dark blue skirt, a short-sleeved white blouse, long black dress socks, black dress shoes, a black tie, and bright red ribbons in her ponytails. The girl looked like she was ready for some action. She held a black leather riding crop in her hands. “Master,” she addressed him. “I have been expecting you!” Edward was confused at first. But then, he saw the fallen mark on her cheek. The master smiled wickedly at her.

“Ah, a succubus I see!” he called. “That’s right!” the slave said. “But you’re a little girl!” Edward called trying to sound concerned about her. “I know!” the young girl called. Edward stepped forward. “Do you have a name, little girl?” he asked. “Why yes!” the succubus replied. “And what would that be?” the master questioned. “Mayuka!” the girl answered. “Mayuka…” Edward replied. A pause came and went between them. Ed stepped up again. He was completely turned on by the young succubus. He wanted to screw her senseless right here and now. But first, he wanted to play around with her some. “You wanted to meet me?” he asked. Mayuka nodded. “I am here to service you, master!” she called. The alchemist raised an eyebrow at her response. “But how?” he challenged. “You’re just a little girl! The succubus grinned at that statement. “This’ll be fun after all!” she thought. “Come here and I’ll show you!” she ordered. Edward grinned at the sound of that.

“Strip!” the slave ordered. Edward kept grinning at her as he slipped off his jacket and tossed it to the ground. Next came his shirt and he was pulling that off slowly. Mayuka looked a little impatient. “Faster.” she ordered. Edward sped up a little bit. The shirt hit the floor lightly. Edward stood and watched her. The young slave still wasn’t satisfied. “All of your clothes!” she barked. “Speed up with it this time!” The alchemist looked her shocked. “Are you serious?” he asked. The boy clearly wasn’t expecting this. Mayuka looked pissed. “Don’t ask questions!” she barked. “Just do as I say!” She struck him in the cheek with her riding crop. Edward winced in pain and pleasure. That felt great! The master was really aroused now! Mayuka looked down and saw the bulge in his pants. She struck him again. Ed quickly undid his pants and yanked them down happily. He did the same with his boxers. Edward stood there naked before her. The slave smiled at him. She was loving what she was seeing. “That’s more like it master!” the slave barked.

Then, she stepped closer and held out the crop at his chest. “On your knees, you piece of shit!” Mayuka yelled out. Edward got on his knees smiling. The slave kept serious face. “How dare you call me a little girl!” she snapped. “But you are a little…” Ed began again. Mayuka cut him off with a whip to the face. “SILENCE!!!” she screamed. The master complied. The slave grinned at him wickedly. She then came behind him. The girl drew out some rope from under her innocent-looking skirt and stretched it out. Mayuka tied up his wrists tightly behind his back. The girl was careful to tie the knots perfectly tight enough so that he could escape. Edward shut his eyes at the happy sensation taking please. “Oh yes!” he thought. “Give me more!” Mayuka stepped back from her work and smiled. Now, the field was ready. The slave began walking around him. “You love this, don’t you?” she asked in a dirty tone. “YES!!!” Edward yelled out. “I LOVE THIS TO DEATH!!!” “You’re a dirty boy, aren’t you?” the slave asked. “HELL YEAH!!!” the master screamed out. Mayuka grinned at him again. “Dirty boys should be punished!” she called. “YES!” Ed yelled out. “PUNISH ME!!!” The slave smiled wickedly. “As you wish, master!” she replied.

Then, Mayuka disappeared behind the crates. Edward watched like an excited puppy. The slave returned with a leather cat o’ nine tails whip in her hand that was bigger than her riding crop. She was smirking evilly. Ed was really excited now. The slave came behind him gracefully. She rose up her whip and aimed it perfectly. The master shut his eyes in delight. Mayuka grabbed to herself sadistically. First lash came. It stung like crazy. A shockwave of ecstasy traveled all the way up to his brain. Edward howled out in pain and pleasure. He had never felt anything like this before. It was pretty… GREAT! Second lash came. The master gasped for a air roughly. He was getting into it deeply. Then, the third. Ed tried to keep his eyes shut the best that he could. The rapture was overriding his brain. And the fourth. And the fifth. Each lash was getting better than the last one. This was more advanced than she looked. “DON’T *Lash* EVER *Lash* CALL *Lash* ME *Lash* A *Lash* LITTLE *Lash* GIRL *Lash* EVER *Lash* AGAIN *Lash*!!!” Mayuka screamed. Her whipping soon became faster and faster. She was getting into it completely. Edward shut his eyes in deep bliss. This was just as good as sex. No! This was better than sex! Mayuka kept beating on him like a wild animal. Visions of black and red swirled wildly in her eyes. Ultraviolence was coursing through veins. The slave couldn’t stop if she wanted to. All she could do was keep on flogging her master harder and harder and over and over.

After a long while, Edward fell over on his stomach. Mayuka stood up straight panting. “AM I A CUTE LITTLE GIRL NOW?!?” the slave screamed out. “HUH?!? ANSWER ME!!!” Ed laid still panting in agony and happiness. “No!” he said at last. That didn’t satisfy Mayuka at all. “No, what?” she asked. Then, the slave stepped on his back violently. The master gasped in pain. “No, mistress!” he yelled out. The slave smiled coldly again. “Good!” she hissed. “Now remember that!” Then, she untied him and left him to his own devices. Edward continued to lie there on his stomach tied and happy. “Oh shit!” he thought in rosy afterglow. “That was better than I expected! She’s hot for a young girl!” Ed just lied there still unable to move. That was only round one!