Pain sluts get what they deserve, especially on Christmas. Yesterday I got the beating of my fucking life, and I can’t even begin to explain to you how soaking fucking wet it made me. Just the thought of it, right now, has my pussy pooling beneath me, all through my panties and all over my chair. I was hung up, strung up with Christmas lights in a sensual shibari that left me with deep, dark bruises dappled all over my body. Master painted a masterpiece all over my petite, young body with his favorite flogger.
I whimpered, and screamed, and begged for more and more lashes as Master rained a December fury down on my snow white skin. Black leather bit into me, and I was begging for him to please fuck me. Running the handle of the flogger through the pathetic pool of my needy juices, causing me to squirm and beg for him to fuck me with that toy. He grinned at me, and pulled out his massive cock. Master was going to fill me up alright, just like the little fuck toy whore I truly was. Master was going to force me to take every inch of his throbbing cock while he still flogged my pert tits. I was in heaven, and even today, the soreness of my body has my cunt begging for more.
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