Slavery: A series of erotic games (book 02)
"Fuck."
Master smiled. "You love this, don't you slave."
"Yes, Master." I was humping his hand unashamedly.
He pulled them out fed me his fingers, dripping with my fluids. I sucked them clean, tasting myself.
Lisa returned with the whip and handed it to him. He shook out the strands, tested it on himself, then smacked me on my stomach; a delicious mixture of stinging pain and pleasant warmth. Up to my breasts, taut, crinkled, peaked nipples, aimed at him. Indrawn breath, a whimper, a moan, more heat, flowing down to my cunt. A switch across my mound, red streaks, more heat, more wetness, another moan. Then measured strokes all up and down the front of my body from the tops of my boobs to my
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