Each adjustment is done with grace, their limbs shifting instantly the moment paddle so much as grazed their skin. That is, until, they start to feel it pressing hard between their thighs, the wood digging nearly into their cunt. Monty can't help but cry out in reaction, their hips instantly grinding down. They're so aroused and feeling so horrendously empty that they briefly think about actually fucking onto the paddle again -

But then the first hit comes, then the second, and on the third one, Monty screams, their entire body jerking harshly. It hurt. A lot. Which only made Monty shudder even more intensely, overcome by a twisted combination of pleasure and agony. They couldn't get enough, eyes going starry and blank as they find themselves begging hoarsely for more, for harder.