My Mistress ran her whip up and down my hard shaft as she continued, “The next time we do this twenty kisses of my whip will just be a warm up for what you’ll get. Would you like that Sean? I know you’ve fantasized about a getting a hundred lashes while tied over a horse, haven’t you? Next time we meet, you might just get your wish. Think about it. One hundred times my whips will leave their marks on your skinny little ass. There won’t be any escape. The pain will seem to never end. Heavy leather straps will hold you down while I beat you again and again and again. Maybe I’ll even bring my whip up between your legs and let it nip your nuts. You’d like that too, wouldn’t you?”
My mind was really warped from all the booze, but I was able to question one thing. How did she know that I was so
