Best Whipping Scenes Novels & Stories

A bead of precum drips onto my spine. “Role-play time, slut,” he says. His voice drips pure dominance. He grabs a short prop whip from the drawer. The leather strands tease across my shoulder blades. He slips into character without missing a beat. “Crawl to me, slave.” I obey instantly. My bound hands scrape the leather. My heavy tits drag with every inch. Humiliation floods my pussy and makes me wetter. He flicks the whip across my ass. The sting is light but sharp. I yelp. He fists my hair and pulls me upright. He forces his cock between my lips. I open wide. I suck him deep. The head hits the back of my throat. I gag. Saliva spills down my chin. He thrusts hard. He face-fucks me while the

BANG! He roughly hurls her to the ground in front of Elliot's lackeys, her face inches away from their covered asses. "Now, lick!" He frees them off their pants and briefs and pushes her face into the ass of one of them. "Urgh, eww," she immediately spits out. "I can't do this. I can't! Please!" Declan brings out a whip from inside his shirt and raises it high in the air. SPLASH! The leather whip with tiny silver nails embedded in it drops anchor on her bare ass, digging into her skin and drawing out blood as he raises it back.

It brings my cock alive and at that moment I saw Mina Makarova flexing her ass before me, blood surged to my groin, bringing out the dark side of me alive. I stood behind her, waiting for her command and she sprinkled it. “Pleasure me.” She spilled, and with ease, I reached for the whip and latched on it tightly in my hand. My fingers made a quick move around the skin of her asscheeks before I began to whoop. Every sound she made at my strokes resonated like music in the depth of my ears. Every reflexive movement of her ass when the whip began to land on her asscheeks increases my firestorm of need.

I wasn't trying to make it painful, and she barely flinched as I whipped her. We then turned her around and after she climaxed a second time, I whipped her front a half dozen times, twice on her belly, twice over her breasts and twice over her mound. The whip hit her strong enough to leave stripes visible to the camera, but not hard. She climaxed a third time after the whipping stopped. I had Julia lick her pussy until she climaxed a fourth time. "Was that sufficiently pleasing?" I asked. "Yes," she panted. "That was fine. It barely hurt at all."

It shamed her that she was still wet throughout all of this. Slowly he increased the speed and the impact, and about halfway through he started to focus most of the whippings on her tits, thighs, and pussy, with only occasional strokes to her back. Lila moaned as her skin slowly started turning pink where he was focusing the hits; her flesh was starting to tingle painfully as the whip slapped against it. Her body jerked every time he hit her nipple or clit squarely, and she whimpered, hating the vulnerable sound that came out of her mouth. Victor just kept smiling as he moved around her, steadily beating her body, always making sure not to get in the way of the camera.

The lips of my vagina were wet and engorged, and it was difficult to control my breathing. As I watched from the large mirror in front of me, he took a few steps back and began swinging the whip back and forth horizontally. His motion was very steady and consistent, moving only his wrist and flicking the whip back and forth so it passed within a few inches of my body without touching me. I thought of closing my eyes, but I didn't. I wanted to experience everything. Unlike that initial crack, the whip made only soft popping sounds as it moved past me. Then he slowly inched forward until the end of the whip was just grazing my ass.

The first sound was the sharp, snap of the whip uncoiling. Vespera began her work. She moved around them with a dancer's grace, each strike of the leather finding the soft, unscarred skin of their backs and thighs. The cracks echoed through the silent room, followed by the high-pitched gasps of the two men. Adonis bit his lip until it bled, trying to keep the humiliation of his screams behind his teeth. Fenrir gripped the edge of a floor tile, his knuckles white, his spirit fracturing with every blow. But the whip was only the beginning.

She had her fiery red hair in a ponytail, so I tugged at it until if came loose, then I tossed het onto the couch so she was lying on het back and after taking my boxer briefs off, I ordered her friends to go over and make out with her while I watched. Took a blunt and lit it up while they fumbled with their dresses and then their slender bodies, humping and kissing each other with a passion that would normally have me rubbing my cock furiously for long minutes. I only rubbed myself for barely 4-5 minutes before getting bored and grabbing a whip. One of the twins, Hanna, was the first to see the whip in my possession, so I whipped her ample breasts first, finally getting my first jolt of ple

It was the exact reason our joint scenes were so intoxicating. I grabbed the heavy leather whip from the nearby workstation. "I'm going to give you ten lashes while you suck my friend's cock," I ordered. "Yes, Master," she whimpered. Eros gently caressed her face and flushed cheeks with his fingers before massaging his own hardening length. "Open your mouth," he commanded, and she complied instantly.

I feel his lips press against mine, the tears filling my eyes, him wanting me so much only makes it all so much harder. A few minutes pass with me standing still, my hands being lifted and tied above my head. Standing I cont to 60, the whip hitting across my ass making me jump, a scream escaping my mouth as the crop hits my breasts hard. The whip hits my ass again. He keeps going, ages passing by as each whip gets harder and harder, the last one making me scream, my head flying back as I smile, all my worries just disappearing, for now anyway.