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I don’t really go on dates because I would rather be beaten and fucked hard in private. My strange love is so different from what I am used to though. I am used to being used, it kind of comes with the title submissive, but he seems like he wants to beat me and fuck me forever. Since we met I cannot get rid of him, not that I am complaining. He is super fucking hot and he knows how to beat me right. Last night he called me, and told me to put on a cute sun dress because he was picking me up for a date. Him telling me instead of asking was such a turn on! He picked me up in his mustang and drove so fast that my adrenaline was through the roof. We pulled up out front of an art gallery, and I asked how he knew I was an artist. He told me he stalked my social media, and to me that showed me he cared. I was so turned on by how perfect he was. He told me not to forget my purse, and for a second I was confused, I didn’t bring a purse. When I looked in the back there was a huge black purse, so I grabbed it. He told me not to look in it, and I followed instructions. We went in and looked at the art for a while, but I could tell he was bored. He pulled me into a room filled with beautiful windows with gray skies painted on them. He instructed me to hand him the purse and strip. I did as I was told, and he came up behind me and handcuffed my hands behind my back, the metal biting into my flesh. He told me to bend over and pulled out a long leather whip. He brought the whip down on my ass and back at least 50 times. Then he slid his cock into my soaked pussy, and continued whipping my back as he drilled into my cunny. We both came when we were caught by security, and we had to run out naked with me still hand cuffed. Best date ever!

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