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Whipped	By : This_is_The_Phantom_Lady Category: S through Z > Sherlock (BBC) > Sherlock (BBC) Views: 3753 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: This contains major triggers for people with issues with self-harm. I do not own or profit on any official BBC Sherlock characters or any other part of BBC Sherlock.

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“No, this one might be a bit too big for you.”
She was talking to herself; but I knew she intended me to hear her musings.
She knew I would be wondering; and that was half the fun.
The end of the hook was adorned with a titanium ball that she slowly screwed off.
Her long red nails caressed the metal and my body reacted as if she had touched me by remote control.
My lips strained.
“Much better.“ Her lips curled into a pleased smile as she picked out a smaller ball of the same material and secured it to the hook.
I was frozen as I observed her prepare for my fate… my senses were peaking with curiosity.
“It’s been a while since I’ve had to use these knots…” her eyes were trained on me as she stepped over to me.
She measured me with her eyes, scrutinizing me.
“Turn.”
I held my breath, holding back a gasp as she stood right in front of me now and I could smell the sweet scent of her skin.
I jumped and turned. Obedient.
“Arms behind your back, Try to make your elbows touch.”
She continued the short militant instructions.
“I know this isn’t the most comfortable position… but that’s not the point” she put a hand on my shoulder and ‘helped’ me make my elbows touch.
She bound them together with the ropes, tightening the knots and I consciously held back the whimper that tried to crawl out of my throat.
This was far from pleasant. Not only did it put tension on my ever aching shoulders, it aggravated the welt on my back from her whip.
“Don’t forget to use your safe word” she warned me as she leaned in from behind me and I could practically feel her lips on my ears. The sensation made me shut my eyes as it sent an electric shiver down my spine.
“Now comes the fun part…” she chuckled and led me over to a table where she made lean over so my torso was pressed against it.
I let myself be as limp as a doll that she could bend and twist as she wanted, if it pleased her. It was my only defence against the dull throbbing of my joints.
I could hear her shuffle and move things around behind me but I didn’t dare move or strain to satisfy my curiosity.
“This might feel a little strange”.
As she said that I heard a squirt and not a second later her finger was touching me between my buttocks.
“Spread for me” she commanded as her slippery finger was rubbing up and down my crack; making me gasp and yearn each time she touched the sensitive part that was my anal opening.
Clumsily I stepped apart, trying to cater to her whims. I spread so wide that my feet were touching either leg on the end of the table she had me pressed against.
“Breathe, in… out… in… out…”she instructed me and I followed her, my chest heaving and falling at her demand.
Her finger moved in the same slow rhythm.
“Relax” she cued and the finger invaded my ass.
It slipped in a lot easier than I had anticipated when I had tried to imagine what it felt like…
She moved her finger in and out, faster and faster, twisting and kneading it inside me and I found myself mewling and shivering.
I had been overly brave as I spread my legs, I had no balance left and the only things holding me in place was the surface of the metal table and her finger.
“You’re enjoying this” she pointed out triumphantly and in that instant another finger joined the first.
She scissored her fingers and seemed to be creating more room in my anal cavity. Slowly but very surely relaxing my sphincter muscle. It simply, willingly, gave into her coaxing.
“Have you ever done this to yourself?” she leaned in and pushed her fingers knuckle deep into me; making me gasp out in surprise.
“No, Miss A.” it came out in a breathless whimper.
“Okay, I think you’re ready” she abruptly withdrew her fingers and went to dry them off, washing them with disinfectant liquid.
“You surprise me Mira” she flashed me pleased a smile as she grabbed the hook she had prepared. “Who would have known that little Mira liked having her ass teased”.
She walked behind me. Her heels clicked loud on the floor.
Fear gripped me for a second.
The fact that I didn’t know exactly what her plan was, was driving me crazy… but in a way it was a good fear.
It was an adrenaline rush.
“It will be more fun once you can handle the bigger sizes… but with this particular part we need to start slow” her hand was caressing my bottom carefully. Rekindling the fire that started burning as her long fingers had worked on my insides.
“Now deep breath in… and hold it”
I held my breath, trying carefully as I could to adjust the ropes around my elbows.
“This will be a bit cold… sorry about that”
I failed to hold my breath as the lubricated balled end of the hook was pressed against my opening and with little resistance popped inside me; my sphincter closing around the hook.
“Stand and straighten up, slowly” she whispered and the ‘slowly’ part of the order was redundant.
As I stood up I felt how it shifted inside me.
“Just let me fasten that, and you’re ready. Don’t move”.
She was yanking on the knots and suddenly the hook was attached to the ropes keeping my elbows together. Meaning that every time I moved or squirmed the hook would move and pull on me.
“Now we can have fun”.
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