“It will really hurt. You’ll yell and scream and beg me to stop, but I won’t. You’ll fight the cuffs that hold you and try to get away, but you won’t. You’ll lay there and take every stroke of my whips or paddles. I will…,” she gasped, “I will… oh God, I’m getting so friggin’ hot just thinking about it.”
I watched as she slid her hand into her shorts and rubbed her fingers over her hardening c**t.
I walked over to the wall and looked at the large selection of whips and paddles. There were crops of various lengths and thicknesses. I picked up a short whip and ran the three braided leather tails through my fingers. I knew this was no toy. I remembered being whipped by my grandfather, so I knew the pain that things like this would cause when she uses them on my ass. It would probably be mor
