She’s from the Bronx and really not someone you want to fuck with. I made the mistake of bumping into her one day and before I knew it I was tied and bound to a chair awaiting my fate. I was a bit scared but I was comforted when my blindfold was removed and a saw a sexy Latina in front of me because I love me a spicy bitch. Alanza is absolutely the definition of it. She had a nice full rack and a plump ass that needed to be eaten. Her arms were covered in tattoos that added to her dangerous look. She seemed very angry but I think it was because she wanted some of this chocolate slut. She spat right in my face and I laughed in hers. This left her looking a bit baffled and insulted. Yea bitch, im crazy too. I told Alanza that she didn’t need to hand cuff and tie me to a chair like some hog to get what she wanted. I was willing to do anything to make her happy. She untied me but kept me cuffed and threw me to my knees. She told me to count off but before I could ask what the hell she was talking about I felt this heat on my back and let out a holler. I knew my sex appeal couldn’t get me of this shit. She laughed as I cried and begged for her to stop after each lash. “It hurts doesn’t it field nigger” she cackled. Never had I felt pain like this, not even from master. She assured me that there was more to come after I got my filthy ass clean. I stayed in the shower as long as possible and pressed my tits against the glass as I let the cool water soothe my back. She just looked at me with cold in her eyes. I don’t know if I’m going to make it out alive.