Spencer easily succumbed. 

The brunette repositioned herself at Spencer’s feet and with her hands on either side of Spencer’s waist, she shimmied herself up Spencer’s naked body.  She pressed her breasts first against Spencer’s ass, then her back.  Vanessa lay against Spencer’s back and nibbled on Spencer’s neck.  As Vanessa sucked on Spencer’s pulse point, the blonde squirmed slightly and then immediately became still.  The sensation of Vanessa’s breasts against her back caused the momentary recurrence of a feeling earlier in the evening.  A shiver ran down Spencer’s back.

Gliding back down Spencer’s body, Vanessa pressed her breasts firmly against Spencer’s back once more.  She sat up and grabbed the flogger.  Softly, at first, Vanessa began to build up momentum, shifting from one side of Spencer’s upper back to the other.  She whipped the flogger and pulled it backwards in a snapping motion right before it hit, letting the leather tips leave a slight sting.    

“Uhh,” Spencer groaned.  The image of Ashley’s face popped into her mind again.  “Harder,” she begged. 

Vanessa varied the motion of whips between stopping the flogger immediately after it hit Spencer’s back, causing a thud instead of a sting, and the earlier snapping motion. 

“Harder,” Spencer moaned again as she relived the sensation of Ashley’s hands caressing her body an hour ago.

Vanessa hesitated.  Their BDSM fun usually never went beyond a mild façade.  Usually the tickling sensation of the leather tips caused massive amounts of giggles from whoever was the bottom and, after a few actual flogs, they stopped. 

“You know, I really don’t think this is a good idea, babe,” Vanessa carefully stated. 

“Please,” Spencer whimpered from against the pillow. 

Vanessa reached over Spencer and undid the restraints.  Spencer pulled her arms in tight against her body.  Suddenly, straddling Spencer became uncomfortable.  Vanessa withdrew her right leg from over Spencer’s body and, pulling the sheets up to their chests, lay down on her left side, facing Spencer. 

“Hey,” Vanessa whispered gently as she wiped the blond curls away from Spencer’s eyes. 

Spencer buried her face deeper into the pillow.

“Come here,” Vanessa murmured, wrapping her arms around Spencer, and pulling the blonde towards her chest.

Spencer acquiesced and switched from burying her head into the pillow to burying her head into the nook Vanessa’s neck and shoulder.  She felt the damp tears that fell from Spencer’s eyes and began to stroke her hair. 

“It’s going to be okay,” assured Vanessa. 

As she said this, Spencer began to sob and her chest heaved. 

“Just let it out.  Let it all out,” Vanessa said, still stroking the blond hair. 

After a few minutes, Spencer’s sobs lessened and her breathing became even.  Vanessa closed her eyes.  She leaned forward and softly kissed the sleeping girl.

“I love you.”