"It's velvet," Simon whispered in Peter's ear. "It sounds worse than it feels." But watching such a big man whip such a small woman might not really be Peter's cup of tea. Still, if he stopped to really look at it, the techniques he was using were almost beautiful. There was a circular motion to each stroke and after three blows, Mitch was gentle to caress what had to be sensitive skin over Mindy's thighs and rump. He was speaking about aftercare now, kneeling down with the woman and holding her gently as she snuggled against him for a little while. It was easier to see them from their standing position since both were now currently on the floor.

"What I'd like to do now is invite everyone interested up here. We have a leather sheet to practice on and I'll give anyone that wants to some pointers on their lashing techniques. Or there's refreshments set aside as well. We'll give Mindy a little time to recover and then we'll move onto obedience training."

Simon's face had been relatively passive. Watching others never did it for him.