Chace McCartson - Part VIII - Sex Stories

Chace McCartson - Part VIII

... my tools and my apparels. When I took her hands up to hang her by the wrists at the center of the room she kinda fought me. I grabbed her wrists firmly and looked her straight in the eyes, my mask near her face, making her gasp. "You can fight me if you want, but you will want to do this only once. I faced guys way bigger than me and they were sorry to meet me. You really wanna confront me? I don't want to break you this way." I said with a really raspy tone. She just cringed and mumbled something like "Sorry." I finished locking her wrists in cuffs and pulling her up, making her stand on her toes. Her slender and young body stretched was a hell of a view, especially when I buckled a really wide spreader bar on her ankles, setting her legs completely apart. I took a step back to enjoy her exposure, the way her stretched legs highlighted her lines, her muscles, her curves... The way it all converged to the contour of her pink and exposed pussy was something absolutely gorgeous. Can you imagine the face of a girl who's about to get her precious little pussy whipped for the first time? Well, I tell you. It's beautiful. To me at least. The apprehension was almost palpable, the way her gaze zigzagged from my hand holding the flogger and my face... Her pupils dilated, tears forming in her eyes yet again, her chest heaving like she was about to die. I was so excited that I could barely contain myself. "Do you know what's about to happen?" I asked. "You are going to whip me." She ...

... said showing serious self-restraint, not falling into pieces as I thought, as a delicate looking girl like her should do, at least in my head. "Can you tell me where?" She took a deep breath, fought the will to cry out loud when her strength oscillated and answered "Everywhere?" I smiled. "Later, probably. For now I'm gonna focus here." I said swinging and hitting the flogger there, in between her marvelous and outstretched legs. I don't know exactly why, but that first one I didn't put too much strength. I think that I was enjoying myself so much that I threw a warning shot for her, like some sort of courtesy. Even so, when it hit, it was enough to make her writhe and scream. I loved her sharp scream. It was so different from her soft and husky voice. "Yaaaaaaawg!! Aaaaauhh..." The first thing that came out of her was surprise, sort of a shock, then her new found and stinging pain. I fell in love with the way her leg muscles contracted while trying to close, marking her thighs and groin. Still grinning and spinning the flogger, I noticed that she just kept panting, her head bent forward as she tried to stand the pain... But she didn't ask me to stop. I found that absurdly curious. Trembling body, gritted teeth and no "please no's". Interesting. It was exciting just imagining how long she would take to break, it just added to the fun of having her. "So you are acting bold. That's marvelous. Let's see how much can you take." And I hit her again, stronger. For a second I could ...