Lena picked up the soft whip again, but instead of using it to lash Daniel, she coiled it around her hand, using the tassels at the end like a paintbrush. She carefully traced his muscles, from his shoulders to his chest, and then down to his abs, not missing a single spot.
The touch of the tassels was soft and delicate, like a gentle hand caressing him.
Daniel's breathing grew deeper, his eyes following her every move, filled with complex emotions.
Lena's movements became bolder, drawing circles on his chest with the tassels, brushing repeatedly over his n*****s. As they twitched, she leaned down and licked one of them.
Daniel's body arched slightly, his Adam's apple bobbing as if he was struggling to hold back something.
"You should see your face right now!" Lena said, lifting his c
