I wanted to give him a present, but we are separated by thousands of miles and there is no way to exchange such a present.

As I was hanging up some clothes, I noticed some metal hangers and a wondered came to me. I pulled out a hanger and with some difficulty unbent it. I looked at it and wondered of what I could give him.

I had just taken a hot shower which many times leaves me in a very aroused state. That, combined with my wish to give my lover a gift left me aroused and wanting to push myself. I went into a darkened room that contained a bed and just enough light for me to see what I was doing.

I noticed on Literotica that I could post a video. Dare I? I wondered about how to remain anonymous but distribute my reactions with Marcus. I aimed my phone’s camera at my lower body and started recording. I altered my voice and tested the video and audio. They captured what I wanted.

I started the video and told my unseen audience what I was gonna do. I took the curved hanger part and scratched the inside of my thigh which is the most tender part. I was able to score it but not break the skin.

I told my viewers how much Marcus loved using implements like the hanger and the whip on me. I also said how much his striking me with the hanger or the crop turned me on because I could see his cock grow with each blow. I told them about Marcus’ intense, sexy stare into my eyes as he struck me. To Marcus, I said how the intensity of his desire went directly to my clit and pussy.

I also revealed that this video was a gift for my lover, but they would be allowed to see what I was creating for him. I said that I so wanted this to be difficult for me and that in the past when we had been together, Marcus had used a hanger like this one on me. He had struck my inner thighs, my stomach, and even my breasts. He had also, god help me, even drawn the hanger across my clit. I don’t think he ever struck my clit harshly. I think that he just drew the crop with the fringed endings across my clit and even that drove me wild with excitement, but also with pain . I welcomed the pain and was excited by it.

I held the hangar down to the camera as I began bending it into a whip. I raised it up high and struck my thigh as hard as I could. The video caught the sound of the blow.

I shouted,”Christ Almighty! I forgot how much that hurts.”

I refused to stop and kept striking my inner thighs and also my stomach. It was so dark in the room I couldn’t tell if the strikes of the hanger were leaving marks, but I hoped they were. I turned on the light on my phone. The welts had risen angrily, and some were wet.

In the video, I ran my fingers over them. As I did, I told everybody how I was fantasizing about Marcus using me.

Something different was happening as I struck myself with the hanger. I didn’t remember it happening before. As I struck my thighs and my stomach, there was a sharp pain in my pussy. This was at once painful and exciting. And the fact that it was exciting turned me on even more.

I brought the camera up to my pussy, As I was touching myself I became more and more excited and wet. In my mind, I saw and felt Marcus, all of his gorgeous body– his tongue on my nipples, on my clit, all over me.

I described to everybody that In my mind, Marcus appeared next to my bed. He was tall and naked and stroking his very hard cock. We had done this together before. I remembered the exhilaration of cuming together. I told them how I viewed myself through Marcus’ eyes. The hanger was still in one hand. My body was welted and some welts were red

I said, “Marcus just told me that he had not cum for over a week. I know what that means.” I moved my hand faster. This was the first time that I was making myself cum after an experience like the powerful use of the hanger.

As I was about to go over, I said, “He just stepped close to me and said that he couldn’t wait any longer. He asked me where he should cum? I just begged, on my nipples, then my clit. Then please lick it up and bring it to me in a deep kiss.”

I painted the scene as I imagined his hot cum soaking my nipples, I swear I felt my clit stand straight up. He splashed a heavy, slippery stream onto my yearning clit. As he sucked my completely covered nipples and came to me for a kiss, I brought my fingers back to my clit, but it wasn’t enough.

I wanted roughness. I brought the heel of my hand hard onto my slippery, engorged clit. The heel of my hand was roughly rubbing my clit, and it was the kiss that sent me over. As the orgasm rolled through me, in my imagination, Marcus’ cum seemed to increase, and he spurted even more onto my nipples and then my face, filing my eyes.

And, oh lord I came HARD, oh so hard.

Marcus called me immediately after he watched the video. He told me that he was really hot but hadn’t cum yet.

He told me to, “Move the camera up to your breasts.”