Lil One - 5 - Sex Stories

Lil One - 5

... choose two heavy leather floggers next. First he flicked one up between my legs. The heavy thud hitting my splayed labia made me hitch my breath. I calmed my breathing, waiting for more. When Master began flogging my back, the endorphins were flowing. He alternated the floggers, hitting different parts of my back and ass. After several rounds of this he stopped and ran his hand down the tender flesh. This let me catch my breath and heart rate. Then he stepped back and flogged my pussy again. Because my clit was now engorged, the leathers stuck my little bud, sending me to the edge. “Master, may you slut cum Sir?” “You may cum as often as you want Lil one.” With his words, I broke over the ledge. He strikes increased to my splayed sex, wetting his leathers. Then he struck my ass and back until I was awash with another orgasm. My legs began to shake, as the floggers found their mark over and over again. I was on fire, but this only caused me more pleasure. Master stopped for a moment and picked up a rattan cane. He brought it to my lips and told me to kiss the next instrument of pain. I lovingly kissed his cane. He stepped back and placed it against my trembling ass. “Lil one, I want you to count out your licks.” With that he brought the cane back and then down on my ass. “One Sir.” My legs were trembling again, not from pain but from pleasure. “Where’s your manners Lil one?” “Thank you SIr.” “We’ll begin again,” bringing down his cane again just a few inches higher. (Swish) ...

... “One, thank you Sir.” “Much better.” (Swish) “Two, thank you Sir.” (Swish) “AHhh Three, thank you Sir.” (Swish) “MMmmm Four, thank you Sir.” (Swish) With the cane hitting right near my pussy, I came with the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had. “OOOhhhhh God……….. Five, thank you Sir.” Master stopped and felt my tender flesh, soothing me with his touch. The evidence of my pleasure was running all the way down my legs. My body was in a constant state of orgasm. Master let me calm before unclipping me and turning me around, facing forward. He picked up a riding crop and began to tease my front. His crop came down on the upper part of my breasts. Mostly just a warm up. Then is got more intense. Master slapped the side of my breasts. They stung and had me trying to move to avoid them. My breasts were swaying back and forth. He slapped my belly, then down my thighs. I could feel me getting closer to another orgasm. When he went back to my breasts, I lost it. Wave after wave of spasms racked my body. Master brought the crop down on my erect nipples and it sent more spasms through my core. My legs were shaking and I could barely remain upright. The cuffs attached to the cross held me firm. Master teased my clit by rubbing the crop against it. I pushed my hips forward and stuck my sex out, begging him to hit me. He just kept rubbing the crop against my sex. When he finally hit my engorged and sensitive clitty, I exploded again. The orgasm was so powerful that I passed out. The next thing ...