Bette looks down, seeing the red welts across Tina’s back, and her poor bruised behind. She would struggle to sit for a few days that would be sure.

“Do you like this babe? Me fucking you roughly?” Bette pants.

“Uhhh” Is all Tina can manage.

“You want more?”

Tina just nods, moments away from any orgasm.

Bette ups the pace, smacking into Tina with as much force as possible, knowing she was on the brink of an incredible orgasm, the dildo was pressing against her clit with every smack, the visions of Tina before her were enough regardless. She begins to feel the effects of yet another orgasm, just as she does, Tina’s body also begins to contract. Bette falls forward, resting on her arms, as she does so she rides out the most powerful tremors, hearing her lover below her moaning out with her own pleasure.

Moments later, Bette removes the strap on. Lying down beside Tina, the both of them completely spent.

“Oh my fucking god Bette” Tina whispers, exhausted. “My whole body is on fire”

“In a good way?” Bette grins, raising an eyebrow.

“Yes in a good way, you are amazing. I love you so much.”

Bette strokes Tina’s face. “I love you more”

Tina shakes her head, Bette nods in response, pulling Tina gently into her.

“I need a serious shower” the brunette says moments later.

“Me too. But I can’t move” Tina giggles.

“Me either” Bette laughs. Within minutes they have both fallen asleep, safely in each other’s arms.

The next morning the blonde wakes, instantly feeling throbbing all over, before she even opens her eyes a huge satisfying grin fills her face. Memories of last night, being tied up and lovingly beaten by Bette flash through her mind. She slowly opens her eyes, seeing her sleeping lover lying peacefully next to her. She looked so angelic, her dark curls spread out over the pillow, her long lashes resting on her beautiful skin. Tina reaches out, not able to resist gently resting a finger on her lips.

After a few moments Bette drifts from sleep, smiling with her eyes still shut. “Morning” she breathes.

“Morning baby”

“How are you feeling?”

“Sore”

“I should think so, I gave it to you good last night. Let me see” Bette requests.