Surely, she wasn't truly getting tortured in the hands of this psychopath? He stopped at 10, took a few steps and repeated the pattern across her back. sex She was gasping for breath between screams her face streaming. The pain was unbearable but unfortunately endurable and she knew she was nowhere near the relief passing out would provide. “Beg me to fuck your worthless pussy, or you have 5 more front and back. I have all the time in the world.” She steadied herself, opened her mouth to plead but her resolve had other stupid ideas. “Go fuck pounded yourself”. He laughed coolly horny and brought the whip down across her arse cheeks without hesitation. The red welt increasing his satisfaction, he could swear his already impossibly hard cock was swelling further. She cursed herself as she struggled and screamed with every lash of the whip, but she knew she would take more, she would not comply for as long as she possibly could. She was ready to refuse his command again until the 10th strike hit her body. It was different, he deftly cracked the whip up between her legs, perfectly striking her clitoris and pussy lips. The shriek that came from her did not sound human as she crunched her legs up to her stomach in pain, her whole weight hanging from her wrists. “5… 4…” Her mind raced as she desperately tried to form homemade words but no sound would come from her lips “3… 2… 1…” “Wait please!” She desperately spluttered. He paused staring her straight in the eyes as house she took a deep breath. “Please fuck me, please fuck my worthless pussy.” She could see in his deep brown eyes that it wasn't enough, that he was going to continue her torture. The words fell out of her mouth, as she stared down at his massive cock, her eyes wide in fear and hope that she could stop the pain. “Please Master, please let me have your massive cock inside of me. My pussy wants you so badly Master. I want you to fill my hole with your thick meaty cock. I'm just your slave, your toy, please fuck me.” She sighed in relief as he dropped the whip. “Well since you asked so nicely, my little whore.” And with that he took a step closer, his penis throbbing, smirking as he knew he was on the way to breaking this strong independent woman down into nothing more than his fuck toy. Danielle is my age but has the stature and disposition of a girl many years younger. We have worked together for a few years now and through our close proximity I have developed a bit of an obsession for her. Every day looking forward to seeing her and hearing her voice. Wondering what she is wearing today; thanks to summer, will young it be a clingy cotton dress with a shawl for modesty, or will it be slacks and and a delicate blouse where I’ll be hoping she needs to bend over all day long so that I might catch a peek of the soft valley between her amazingly perky 32C breasts. Danielle has dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, and stands about 5’2” with a freckled complexion and cute mousy nose. She has generous soft lips for such a petite woman and I often catch myself imagining what those lips would feel like on mine. She is fit with a trim waist and full hips and buttocks. However, all good things must end. “I’m close,” I grunted. I’m rubbing my clit and fingering myself and I get loud enough that I know she can hear me. You know, I’m moaning a little bit, and homemade I think she can hear the sloshing going on at my fingers.” It had been a trap, they had allowed false news of a planned attack to reach Sir Egan’s ears, and then planned an ambush on young the road. Brandon’s body encased Willowbud’s; pale muscle spooning caramel softness, dirty blonde hair tangling with stark white. So do you accept me as your mate? “Watch us undress, then we want pounded to watch you get naked,” she house said. “Long story, I’ll explain as we walk down the stairs. She makes no effort to hide it, but she’ll have to do something if sex she ever means to work as a bounty hunter again. Girls leaned in and futas watched with hungry eyes. I have been so lonely waiting for you. Speedy and Max drove deep in their bitches at the same time making both captives scream together. He was rock hard just looking at her adjust her bottom in the mirror. “Yes, cum in our little girl, Robert, honey.” Mom sounded so supportive. “I think there maybe some sweet playtime in here, if I’m invited.” She says with a devilish smile plastered on her face. What was it that lay below that friendly portly bureaucrat exterior? 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