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... pain. Through the tears that cloud my vision, I can make out Virginie's smiling face leaning over me.

And suddenly, in the midst of all this pain, I feel pleasure erupt inside me. An unheard-of, violent, animal pleasure. The muscles of my anus contract spasmodically around her wrist, while the jet of semen falls back, landing on my chest and lower abdomen. A few drops even get under my chin.

Virginie waits a few more moments, then withdraws her hand and wipes it across my chest, collecting a little of my semen in the process. She then presents me with her fingers, forcing me to clean them with my tongue.

“I'm upset," she tells me in a stern tone. “You shouldn't have come.”

“I'm sorry, mistress, but it was just too good. I couldn't hold back. I'm sorry, mistress.”

“To be sorry, you'll be sorry.”

Her eyes locked with mine.

“Do you know the rule?”

“Yes, mistress.”

“You disobeyed, you must be punished... And I know exactly what punishment you need.”

Without further ado, she releases me and immediately reinstalls me on the coffee table, this time on my stomach. My arms and legs firmly attached to the four legs.

“I didn't think I'd be using this instrument again tonight, but it's the only one suitable for chastising you.”

I don't immediately understand which instrument she's talking about, but the instant I feel the electric shock radiating up my bum, I know. She's taken up the birch again.

Twelve times in a row, the branches fall mercilessly ...

... on my already reddened buttocks, sparing neither my distended anus nor my hanging testicles.

When Virginie finally stops, I'm panting, my body on fire.

“That'll teach you to hold back," she says, putting the birch back down.

With my head against the table, I sob nervously, my body shaking with tremors. Suddenly, I feel Virginie's hands on my buttocks, pulling them apart. In this position, I have no doubts about what's to come.

I feel the dildo pressing against my anus and, suddenly, penetrating me with a long, irresistible thrust. It’s longer and thicker than any other Virginie has ever used on me. I grit my teeth but am unable to hold back a cry of pain as the monstrous member tears me apart.

Virginie's hands close over my hips and she begins to make a powerful piston movement, thrusting deeper and deeper into me with each penetration.

The pain twists my loins as the huge fake penis searches my insides. I try to struggle but my bonds are too tight. I can't move and Virginie is now crushing me with all her weight. I can feel her breasts rubbing against my back, her hot breath on my neck as her thrusts accelerate, ravaging me even more.

Tears flow freely from my eyes. I'm exhausted with pain, my anus is on fire. I don't even have the strength to scream any more, my dry mouth only manages to emit hoarse rasps.

Above me, I can hear Virginie panting, her breathing jerky, her thrusts more urgent. And then, suddenly, she rears up, letting out a long wail of ...