Crack!
The whip landed on the man’s ass once more, and he made intelligible noises, unable to utter a word due to the gag in his mouth. His partner, the dominatrix, turned him over and used her legs to rub his erect c**k, a wicked smile on her face. He trembled, muffled sounds coming from his mouth. He could hardly move as he was strapped down to his knees.
The dominatrix, dressed in a leather outfit that reminded Emily of a scantily clad superheroine, bent and held the man"s ball sac so tightly that he squeaked. His eyes boggled. The stifled noises increased as she spat on his c**k, then rubbed the glistening c**k with her foot. He buckled, and c*m spurted out of his c**k.
Watching the show unfold before her eyes, Emily could not help but be amazed. She had already lifted her blouse,
