walk naked, just able to control himself, but she is not), cut off about three meters of wire. He folded it, for convenience, wound on the arm. It turned out very biting double whip.

- Well, bitch? Your dream of punishment has come true. Now it will hurt you incredibly. I don't care if you cry, beg me, cry, or cum from arousal ten times a minute ... I will give you twenty whips first. And then we'll see ...

And without further talk swung wire.

Flog a beautiful and sexy girl ... Surely few had to do it. Few girls want it. Even less allow it to their boyfriends (although they secretly dream of harsh execution). Plus, this kind of games excites a very small group of men. With such a percentage, I could well call myself lucky. I looked naked, defenseless, tied to the bed of a black woman excited to turbidity in his eyes. She, as far as I knew, enjoys what is happening even more. And now I will seriously, painfully, to cries and tears to beat her with a thick whip from the wire on the bottom and legs, perhaps on the back, and she will squirm, writhe, cry, moo through the sheet and ... get wet. Pour my juices on my bed. Because this fucking lustful slut adores when she is tortured!

I slapped her whip with all my might. The blow was very ringing, and the gentle ass of a black woman protestingly vibrated. Jess jerked, but so far showed no special emotions. I quilted it again. Again. Still! Not letting the poor black woman come to her senses, I beat her with all my might, and I felt that I was gradually starting to go crazy with lust. Jess fluttered under my blows, weakly jerking her legs, mumbling through the sheets, shook her head, but I did not listen to her. Black bitch got ten whips. On the smooth coffee skin, long dark traces appeared. I thought and switched to the other side of the bed. So I will cover a large area of ​​its priests with my blows.

- Whip! Whip! Whip! - the whip responded to the black ass, while I hard-working polished the black woman with full-blown twisted-pair blows. Jes kicked her legs several times, tried to get up, but could not rest on her arms, and fell helplessly again. From the bottom of my heart I slammed the necessary twenty whips to it, I cooled down a bit. He stood, took a breath. Feel the crotch of Jess. She was all wet, as if I had been torturing and teasing her for two hours, but I still can’t put a dick in my cunt. Came up to her head. My eyes were wet, the pillowcase was soaked with saliva ... I did not remove the rag from my mouth, I simply asked:

- You want more?

Jess nodded, I did not even have time to finish. She nodded with such fervor as if I was offering her unbridled threesome sex with a bucket of Viagra. So I swung and with a new force began to ohazhivat ass of this lustful slut. Again she jerks her legs, fidgets, crushes the bedclothes into clods ...

After five strikes on the pope (there was no longer a living place left and noticeable scars were blown up), I switched to her thighs. Jess began to actively jerk her legs, apparently on her legs she was much more painful. But I did not care. I thrashed and thrashed, not particularly worrying about the counting of beats, covering the entire back of the thighs with a uniform pattern of scars.

At some point he stopped, and again touched her cracks. From the vagina black woman leaked a whole sea of ​​discharge. She was excited to the limit, and maybe she had already finished several times ...

I grunted, jumped on the bed and shamelessly grabbed her buttocks. Here it penetrated her! Jess screamed loudly, twitching all over, desperately trying to escape. Obviously, my hands were now for her, like red-hot coal. Like salt on a fresh wound. Yeah, Chocolate, that's what you want!

I again grabbed her with both hands on the ass, while groping for a member of the entrance to the vagina. Anal strass flashed in the faint light. But I decided not to disturb her ass. I'll do a sweet black cunt! Why did she finish, and I do not? Disorder. Dick pushed her narrow hole, squeezed inward, without ceasing to squeeze ripped black buns. And he began to fuck her slowly. Having a girl tightly tied by the hands to the bed - it only seems like a perversion. In fact, it gives an unprecedented degree of freedom. You know that she cannot oppose or answer you, but she trusts you completely. And in your power to bring her to orgasm, piss off, make her happy, or whip her to unconsciousness ...

I fucked her with my long cock with the ecstasy of a schoolboy, who was finally given the most beautiful and busty girl in school. It was magical and incredibly pleasant, and I did not stop for a second. Squeezed her ass and fucked pussy. Fucked and squeezed and fucked and fucked. She actively podmahivala me, moaning so that even through the gag could be heard. And frankly blissed out. I felt it, because I was blithely, like never before in life. It turns out that you need to personally flog a woman to then fuck her with such pleasure.

- Do you like, bitch? - I asked, having decided that somehow I had not spoken to her for a long time. - Like to be my fucking whore, with a vortex ass and wet pussy?

She moaned and shook her head from top to bottom, expressing consent with all of her appearance.

And I pushed my dick into her sweet hole with a new force.

Ten minutes later, I ended this indescribable race. Just exploded and pulled a few tens of milliliters of sperm into her vagina, with a prolonged groan. Then pulled out of her penis, but could not stay upright and fell on the bed in semi-unconsciousness.

However, for a long time I did not fail. He opened his eyes and somehow got up. It seems that the body is beginning to adapt to the new “regime” for it. So I’ve been more or less ok in just five minutes. Jess quietly lay in the same position in which I left her. Hands are tied to the back of the bed, legs are scattered, a lot of scars have swollen on the pope, some seem to burst ... Oh.

My sperm oozes from the vagina, and there is already a huge wet spot under the black woman.

I went to her head, and at first I untied my hands, unwound the cable. Then he took the gag out of his mouth. He was all exhausted, gnawed, it was no longer even remotely like a pillowcase. Jess lay with closed eyes.

- Chocolate. - I called. - Hey, are you alive?

“Mas-ss-ste-er ...” She moaned weakly, opening her eyes.

- He is. - I nodded. - Well, how do you feel?

Jess did not answer, but smiled faintly. Then, with visible effort, she reached out and touched her priests. Then she hissed in pain and pulled her fingers away.

- Like this. I promised to flog you. And I can promise you one more time: within these walls you will repeatedly receive a whip on the bottom ... And maybe in other sensitive places. We assume that there was a warm-up today. Did you like it?

- Yes ... Thank you, master. - quietly said Jess.

I leaned toward her and dug my lips into my lips. She still came to her senses, but a couple of seconds later she willingly answered my caresses. I moved to her neck, kissed and tickled my lips and tongue, from my neck to my back, walked along the spine to its hollow over the buttocks. Jess giggled faintly from tickling. Finally, I saved up more saliva in my mouth and began my tongue to gently touch her scars and wounds on the bottom. Saliva flowed directly onto the sparkling buttocks, and I slowly drove my tongue from edge to edge, gradually expressing the liquid on the wounded skin. Then he processed her thighs in the same way, where there were also many creepy traces of my punishment.

- Like this. - I said, finished. - Now lie and rest. Saliva will help wounds heal faster. But, as I promised, you will not be able to sit for about a week. Maybe a little less, it does not matter. Sleep Goodnight.

And he left, putting out the light in the room.