Amber Whipped

Carrying on from the my previous post Amber in Bondage Amber had been working in the office and misbehaving all day hoping to get another exhilarating spanking. The thought occurred to me that since she enjoys that so much the feel of the riding crop across her backside might make her wriggle a bit more.

     ‘Take of your skirt and follow me.’
Amber trailed behind me enthusiastically shedding clothes as we walked down the corridor to her room. 
     ‘I said just the skirt – put your jacket back on and sit down.’ It seemed pointless to send her to retrieve her blouse and bra.
She sat in the carvery chair and crossed her legs. I could see she was trying to play the naughty secretary but the look on her face changed as I picked up the riding crop.

     ‘Stand.’ I touched the crop to her chin. She knew what was required and turned and placed her hands on the arms of the chair. The jacket rose up nicely exposing her behind. I planted the crop forcibly across the two round cheeks creating a pleasing snap.
     ‘Ow fuck,’ she squawked. ‘That hurt.’ She rubbed her backside.
     I decided it was rather obvious to tell her that it was supposed to and simply waited for her to assume the position again. The crack of the second stroke caused her to jump and cry out again as did the third and the fourth.
     ‘Take off your jacket.’ 
     She complied and bent forward to receive another couple of strokes. She was obviously starting to enjoy herself so I increased the force a little and on the fifth her hand came back trying to intercept the crop. 
     ‘Ow,’ she squealed as it smacked her palm.
     ‘You obviously need a little restraint.’ I said as I picked up some rope and bound her wrists and ankles to the chair. 

     She endured several more stokes before I cut off her white panties to reveal her hot, swollen, pussy lips that sparkled with wetness. She was clearly enjoying herself.

 

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