Novel & Cerita Erotic Whipping Stories

’ She moaned softly, ‘Pleasure and pain beautiful, so intense’ He never truly hurt her, and when he touched and stroked her soothing where he had whipped it was so erotic he brought her to the edge, ‘How much do you want me beautiful?’ Ella moaned as he stroked the soft leather over her lips, ‘Will you give it to me willingly?’ He stroked her pussy pushing his fingers inside her and rubbing her nub making her push against him. ‘You want it beautiful, look how wet you are. Give it to me.’ The whip bit across her nipples and she moaned loudly and then bit her lip, ‘Please’ Ella could not bear it, her body was burning with the need to release, her whole being centred on Nick and he knew it,

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“You are a little slut, aren’t you? Good God, I whip you raw, and you still want to fuck me.” He lowered the whip, running the handle across my clit, a blunt and rough caress that made my juices leak from my cunt, then down to my pussy, pausing at the entrance. He pushed the handle in, just a little, then began to thrust, an inch at a time, using the solid, blunt object to penetrate me. I pushed back in a desperate, lustful motion, my hips bucking against the whip, wishing, praying that it was him instead. He laughed harshly when he felt my wetness and pulled the handle away. “No, no. I see now that whipping you isn’t a punishment. You’ll fuck anything that moves, won’t you?”

he teased as he touched my swollen nipples. I breathed softly, then shook my head. His eyes narrowed. “Good. Because—” He paused, then flicked my nipple. “…there is no going back, little omega.” And with that, he turned serious again. I heard my own ragged breath as I watched him raise the whip. It descended on my swollen boobs once more. I gasped. Pain hit first… So much pain… Then he intensified it with the wax. It dropped onto the beaten spot. Once again, the pain pierced straight through me.

he shouted, his hips slamming rhythmically, sweat dripping onto her body. Each whip slap sent shocks of pleasure through her, her ass burning deliciously, while his cock thrust deep, stretching her hole to the limit, the veins pulsing against her inner walls. Anya came repeatedly, orgasms in waves that left her breathless and shaky, her body convulsing against the handcuffs, her moans echoing through the apartment. “More… hit me harder… call me a whore… cum in my ass!” she begged, the risk of neighbors hearing or Pedro calling only adding to the addictive thrill, making everything dirtier and more forbidden.

Rowan comes with a black cloth, Vex is fucking my mouth roughly, forcing me to take him deep and wet. Adrian circles me, stopping at my back. The whip lands on my butt cheeks. A sound between a moan and a cry is muffled by Vex’s dick rough riding my mouth. The stinging sensation of the whip makes my pussy drips even more. “Oh fuck, you Omega slut!” Vex groans, his eyes flashing the red color his wolf’s, his waist thrusts faster now. I struggle to catch up, while the whip slaps my butt cheeks again.

Her face had gone purple and her moans were more of sobs now but Eros couldn't care less, all he wanted was to get satisfied. After pounding her to his satisfaction, he pulled his cock out of her mouth and she swallowed the excessive saliva and smiled, waiting for more instructions. Eros went toward the nightstand and took a sachet of condom that lay there, tore it, and slid it onto his hardness. The whore was still kneeling by the edge of the bed, anticipating more. He grabbed the whip by the foot of the bed and stared at her naked body for a while. She had butterfly and rose tattoos crested on each of her breasts. Her nipples and belly button were pierced. She had ligature marks all over h

His cock was king and my crotch was his obedient subject. He ground and whipped his cock in me some more. His breath grew heavier and he began to moan and grunt. He plummeted his pecker deep into my hole and whipped it from side to side. He smacked me on my ass as he kept pushing his pipe into my wet abyss. He held it to the bottom for what seemed like forever as I twisted my hips to gain some relief from the fantastic flogging that had weakened me.

Being worshiped and pleasured by three sexy as hell men. After sucking my sensitive and throbbing clit, Ethan held my head and turned it to his side of the bed before slipping his own throbbing cock into my mouth. He was perhaps the most vocal of all the men on this night, as he peppered me with dirty words and erotic questions. Asking me if I was a slut and if I liked being used as a whore, strangely enough I found this degrading talk aroused me further, and I played along with him answering every question and degrading thing he had to say.

A moan escapes my mouth, and my legs go weak. Walking around to the back of me, he picks up the whip. I am watching as he raises it. The whip swings down fast, hitting against my ass, making me jump. His hand once again gets a needle and I watch as he pushes it through the skin on my breast. Getting the other needle, he crosses it over the other one. Looking at it, his finger rises. Pushing down in the middle, he makes me moan. Once again, my legs go from under me, the rope pulling on my wrists. Moving around the back, the whip swings again, the sting worse than before. His hand grabs the lead, keeping it in a tight grip. Watching as he swings the whip down harder than before, my body throw