Winged Goddess imagines some of the pleasure she would enjoy as an ancient Egyptian Goddess:
The first blow landed on the slave’s backside with a loud clap. The blow was measured to inflict the maximum pain without cutting the skin. The pain was intense. It radiated from the point of impact to engulf the slave’s entire body. As soon as the pain from the blow subsided another blow was delivered with the same accuracy. Each blow was timed to keep the intensity of
the pain at the maximum…to keep the slave in extreme agony…there was no relief no respite. Blow after blow was placed…his body was consumed. He struggled against his restraints but it was useless…he was helpless; he could only endure.
Slowly the pain changed to pleasure. At the end of each wave of pain a wave of pleasure engulfed the slave body. Now
instead of dreading the next blow he craved it. He tried to push his buttocks out to meet the blow…he craved the pain now…craved the pleasure it delivered. He was lost in a crescendo of pleasure.
The Goddess-Queen noticed this change in the slave’s reaction to the whipping. She was pleased. She had hoped the slaved would respond in this fashion but she couldn’t be sure until this test. She licked her lips, pleasure began to surge though her body. …