"Of course you have been, little one," he replies readily, as quick with praise and validation as with the pain he'd been dealing out for the past few minutes. Monty suffered so beautifully, so clearly drinking up the rough treatment, reveling in having Justin's full attention, in the heights they are being pushed to.

"But we've barely even gotten started, and you're already so close to coming like a desperate little whore. How are you going to last the rest of the night, hm? Are you sure you want me to fuck into you while you're so oversensitive? I'm not going to have any mercy on you, you know that."

He puts down the crop he had been swinging idly back and forth, and then turns to go back to the display of toys on the other side of the room, coming back with a soft suede flogger and a long paddle.

"Maybe we need to change things up a bit, hm? You can pick which one you prefer for the rest of your whipping."