Angel and the Miss (Ff) {light bdsm)

THWACK!”EEAAHH!!!! ” I struggle for coherence. “Eight.”

THWACK! “AH! – uuuh! Hn…s-s-sSeven”.

THWACK!”EEAAHH!!!! ” I struggle for coherance. “Eight.”

THWACK! THWACK!! “AHHHHH!!” I yelp, losing all control of my knees and falling forwards, the sting of the paddle overpowering every sense. I’m seeing little stars around the edges of my vision. She grabs my hair tight, pulling me too look up at her, towering above me, the light above and my tears making Mistress just a tall dark form of power.

“Nine! Ten!” Awareness comes back to me and I blurt the final strokes out and in an instant I am released and as I stumble-fall back to the bed below the egg and plug in my pussy and ass are turned back on. The soft white cotton of the sheets burns my tender skin and the vibes from within pulse powerful ripples of pleasure again and again and again. Pleasure and pain devolve into a snake feeding itself.

I moan loudly, uncontrollably, as I feel the moment of orgasm take another step higher. Without noticing my own hand has found a nipple and is not gently teasing and dragging it out.

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