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Pain Slut
Date: 1/21/2017, Categories: BDSM Author: scale3, Source: xHamster
... and gave him a smile and a friendly wave. The cop acknowledged him with a nod, and sped off as the light turned green. His captive was silent and motionless. He gave her a pat on the head. "Almost there, Tina," he said cheerfully. Her coat was up around her waist, her white ass sticking out, the traces of her belting almost gone, and he felt himself getting hard again. As he drove down his street he was real happy to see that none of his asshole neighbors had blocked his driveway. He punched the button on his automatic garage door opener, and it was opening as he pulled in the driveway. He waited for it to close before he got out of the car. That had been a week ago. He had originally planned on only keeping her a few days, but he was enjoying this so much that he called work and took a weeks vacation, with the option of taking another one if he needed it. 'f****y emergency' he told them. During that week he put his sadistic fantasies into reality. He tied her on her back on the first day, spread, bound, and gagged on the coffee table, positioned so she would be the first thing he saw when he returned from the fetish shop. He brought home an assortment of whips, crops, clamps, canes, gags, and dildos of varying sizes. Shit, he'd spent a small fortune on the things, and he was determined to get his money's worth. She was whipped while standing, while kneeling, while tied on her back, her tits jumping as the whip caressed her flesh. She was caned, her whole body, even ...
... the soles of her feet and the sides of her face. The next day the crop, all over, but especially her tits and the insides of her thighs. He even made her stick out her tongue, and gave her a stinging blow there. But always, every time, he would be consumed with lust, and he would untie her, and fuck the moaning girl with his hot, steel-hard cock. He enjoyed laying on the floor after whipping her, his cock a flag pole, making her put her tied wrists on top of her head, and impaling herself on it, while he slapped her bouncing tits with the crop. The drool would ooze out around her ball gag and drip on her tits, and he would crop her until the hot leather burnt the spittle dry, then again, and again. He could do this for hours, ejaculating, softening in her cunt, then getting hard again, listening to her moaning at the whipping, and at the rising cock in her inflamed cunt. He couldn't believe how her body responded to his abuse; her cunt a constantly wet fuck-hole. He was sure that she would never have done this willingly, and he loved seeing her cum after her whippings. He took her anal virginity, or so she said, in just this position. He greased up his cock, made her crouch over it, her hands again on top of her head, and as she bent her knees and lowered herself, he guided his cock to her asshole, watching the brown hole slowly engulf him. She shuddered as she slowly sank on the shaft, sucking long intakes of air in through her nose. He held her ankles next to his body, the ...