“M – m – u – p – h – h….”
“Is that what you wanted, slave?”
I shook my head back and forth and tried to tell her to stop.
My Mistress laughed. “No way, slave. I can’t help that a true whipping is not what you imagined it would be. I promised you I wouldn’t stop until I was satisfied. I always keep my promises. And trust me, it will take a good many more hits like that one to satisfy me tonight. I’ve waited a long time for this moment.”
Her hand gently rubbed the quickly rising welt. Then she reached between my legs and ran her hand along my hard shaft.
“You must have liked that, slave. You’re c**k is so hard.”
Again she drew her arm back, and with blazing speed the whip came around once more. As it slammed into my waiting flesh, I bucked and fought the bondage, trying to get away. Bu
