I felt, more than heard the swish of the strop as he swung it down towards the cheeks of my behind. There was a crack. I love those moments after the strike, the microseconds that it takes my body to transmit the stinging sensation from the buttocks to the brain. It has barely arrived before there is a second impact and then a third. The pain begins to blossom like an unfurling rose spreading between my legs.
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Amber is definitely enjoying the role of a submissive and enjoys a firm hand. Well actually a bit more than a hand. These are her favourite pictures from her last encounter with the riding crop.
Nude bondage is always a turn on and Meg is one of those spirited girls I never quite seem to be able to bring to heel. No matter how many times she says, ‘Yes Sir’ or ‘No Sir,’ she still smiles cheekily and misbehaves. Stripped and bound she awaits her punishment.
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Beneath my heavy coat the knots that hold me tighten. Rope bites, pulling soft skin into leather wrinkles. The only clue to our purpose, the gag between my teeth, its buckle behind my head, catching strands of hair and causing pinpricks on my scalp.