"Good."  He stepped away, and she felt Lucius gently tug her panties aside and slide the end of the whip inside the folds of her labia and tease her clit.  She whimpered a little, but just as quickly, it was gone, and his hand slid over her breast.  Fingers pinched her nipple and she whimpered pleadingly.  The pinch eased and was followed by his lips, but then he clamped something cold and metal onto first one, then the other, and she cried out, muffled by the ball gag.  Gods, she was wet.  She needed him.  Now.