She meets his eyes, her hair wild and partially falling in her face, as he tilts her head back with the crop. Saffron stifles one moan, and then lets another one go as she feels the press of Mike's boot in her back.

Spreading her knees wide apart for balance, she does as she's told, bending forward so that her ass is pushed back and up. She doesn't know what he's got in mind next, but Saffron's looking forward to finding out what it is.