The Slave knew she should not do it … borrowing the cash from the master was just wrong…. but when she was caught returning the cash .. well she knew it was going to be am interesting night …
“Stand Still” he commanded . She was rooted to the spot.
“I know what you have done, and I know you meant no harm, but you have showed disrespect .. and for that you will have to be punished …”
“Strip! and be quick about it”
“NO… don’t move away from the window” his study was on the ground floor with a large picture window looking out over the busy London street; and she knew then that all the neighbors would now know for certain what sort of a girl she was!
That’s how she came to find herself with her breasts bound, her hands tied over her head , with the dildo of the Sybian rotating inside her cunt pounding at her G spot. The gag prevented her from doing anything other than dribbling and moaning, she certainly could not ask for permission to cum. and she knew for certain she would and would spurt great gushes of female cum juice all over the machine that tormented her clit as well as rotated inside her pussy; her g-spot was throbbing.
Of course she did cum… and so hard and so often that she virtually passed out .. hanging from her hands .. her body twitching involuntarily with each contraction of her now nearly continuous orgasm.
He did not turn off the machine .. he just came and unbound her breasts.. the pain was worse then she had imagined .. as the blood came back .. her breasts felt as if they were on fire. That at least shocked her back to some level of consciousness only to experience the orgasms more strongly and further agony as he attached the weighted clover clamps to her nipples. These stayed on as he began to beat her torso with the riding crop, welts appearing on the tops of her buttocks, her back, her belly and most agonizing of all her breasts.
Soon she was floating completely out of her body, a being existing only in the excruciating aura of pain and pleasure that overwhelmed her mind.
Finally he stopped, and switched off the machine. As he took her down he stroked her hair and all the marks on her body …. whispering how he loved her. In that moment she knew perfect peace and contentment and knew they would never part. She begged him quietly “if I am naughty again, please, please punish me again”
He promised that he would
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