His footsteps echoed from the walls as he walked around her, admiring his work. She lay bound helplessly. Open for him to use in any way he saw fit. Her eyes followed him stalking closer to her, his prey.
She had said nothing when he bound her and she said not a word now. She had recognized the look in his eyes. Cold, hard, detached from any kind of feeling. Her stomach clenched. She kept herself from biting her lip. She deserved this. He had laid down a clear set of rules and she had simply ignored them. Well, not on purpose, but…
A mask sliding over her eyes stopped the flood of thoughts. A light touch on her thighs startled her. His hand lightly trailed up and down her thigh. Then nothing. A stinging slap. She felt his warm breath as he crouched closer to her ear. “You know why you’re here, little bird.” He said, in his dark, husky voice. His hand trailed closer to her burning core. “This, this is mine, slut, I thought we were clear on that.” “Yes, I know Sir, I just..” “Ah.. you just..” A hard slap right on her pussy made her gasp. “You just thought you could use that. Touch what is mine. Without permission, without asking.” “I’m so sorry Sir, I couldn’t help myself!” she cried. “Since this is the first time, I’ll go easy on you. This servers to remind you who my pussy belongs to.” Again a hard slap.
She heard him unbuckle his belt and she clenched her buttocks. The cold leather caressed her body. She felt him near her face. “Suck, slut.” he calmly instructed. She took him in her mouth with a vigour as if her life depended on it. His belt hit her cheek. Then her upper thigh. The blows were harder and meaner than she ever had felt. She cried out around his cock, making him harder and making it more difficult for her to focus on the task. She couldn’t take any more. Her eyes watered as she struggled to keep him down her throat. Then he was gone.
A stingy sensation of clothespins being attached all over her body over a thin string. Three separate ones served to close her pussy lips. “Since you already played with it, there is no need that I do so too, is there? But that doesn’t mean I can’t have fun…” he whispered as his fingers circled around her back door. “Owww!” she cried out. The cane came down on her boobs in harsh, fast strokes. After twenty lashes he did the same on her anus. And back to her tits.
Everything happened so fast. As he spanked her with the cane he poured liquid fire over her body. Pools of heat over her boobs, ass and pussy. As the wax cooled it sealed her pussy. He used her cry to force his dick in her mouth and started to roughly fuck her throat. As he pounded down on her he kept spanking her ass with the cane. “I’ll spank every inch of your lovely body till all wax is gone, little one. You gag so beautifully on my length, milking me. When I come I’ll rip the clothespins off and enjoy you clenching around my hard dick. Then, we’ll start again. But this time I’ll use your other hole instead of your mouth.”
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His footsteps echoed from the walls as he walked around her, admiring his work. She lay bound helplessly. Open for him to use in any way he saw fit. Her eyes followed him stalking closer to her, his prey.
She had said nothing when he bound her and she said not a word now. She had recognized the look in his eyes. Cold, hard, detached from any kind of feeling. Her stomach clenched. She kept herself from biting her lip. She deserved this. He had laid down a clear set of rules and she had simply ignored them. Well, not on purpose, but…
A mask sliding over her eyes stopped the flood of thoughts. A light touch on her thighs startled her. His hand lightly trailed up and down her thigh. Then nothing. A stinging slap. She felt his warm breath as he crouched closer to her ear. “You know why you’re here, little bird.” He said, in his dark, husky voice. His hand trailed closer to her burning core. “This, this is mine, slut, I thought we were clear on that.” “Yes, I know Sir, I just..” “Ah.. you just..” A hard slap right on her pussy made her gasp. “You just thought you could use that. Touch what is mine. Without permission, without asking.” “I’m so sorry Sir, I couldn’t help myself!” she cried. “Since this is the first time, I’ll go easy on you. This servers to remind you who my pussy belongs to.” Again a hard slap.
She heard him unbuckle his belt and she clenched her buttocks. The cold leather caressed her body. She felt him near her face. “Suck, slut.” he calmly instructed. She took him in her mouth with a vigour as if her life depended on it. His belt hit her cheek. Then her upper thigh. The blows were harder and meaner than she ever had felt. She cried out around his cock, making him harder and making it more difficult for her to focus on the task. She couldn’t take any more. Her eyes watered as she struggled to keep him down her throat. Then he was gone.
A stingy sensation of clothespins being attached all over her body over a thin string. Three separate ones served to close her pussy lips. “Since you already played with it, there is no need that I do so too, is there? But that doesn’t mean I can’t have fun…” he whispered as his fingers circled around her back door. “Owww!” she cried out. The cane came down on her boobs in harsh, fast strokes. After twenty lashes he did the same on her anus. And back to her tits.
Everything happened so fast. As he spanked her with the cane he poured liquid fire over her body. Pools of heat over her boobs, ass and pussy. As the wax cooled it sealed her pussy. He used her cry to force his dick in her mouth and started to roughly fuck her throat. As he pounded down on her he kept spanking her ass with the cane. “I’ll spank every inch of your lovely body till all wax is gone, little one. You gag so beautifully on my length, milking me. When I come I’ll rip the clothespins off and enjoy you clenching around my hard dick. Then, we’ll start again. But this time I’ll use your other hole instead of your mouth.”