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The Feel Of The Whip Excites Me

submissive whoreI purchased the perfect present for him. It was a special day, the anniversary of me becoming his slave. I dressed like the whore I am and then handed the gift to him. He opened it and his eyes grew wide. A thin, strong switch. He hit it against his hands a few times and the pink marks made my pussy wet in anticipation. He was however not going to give me immediate satisfaction and instead laid it across the table. Between our plates. As we ate, I stared at it imagining how it would feel striking my bare bottom. My pussy was soaking wet and my nipples hard.

After dinner he reached for my hand and led me to the bedroom. With the switch in hand, he turned on a movie. He continued beating it against the bed and on his arms. My pussy quivering in anticipation. But he was ruthless, making me wait. When he went to get a drink, I closed my eyes for a moment and my hand started rubbing my cunt. I arched my back and fingered my soaking wet hole fast. I heard a laugh and then felt a pain across my chest. Startled I opened my eyes as he grabbed me by my hair, bent me over the chair and began whipping my bare ass. Every hit hurt and my ass was on fire, but my pussy was trembling, and my juices ran from my legs. Once my knees started to wobble, he threw me on my back and lifted my skirt. Smiling an evil smile as I felt the first whip against my bald juicy cunt………………


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