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“One…”
I immediately remember how blissfully painful it is.
He strikes again.
“Two!” I yelp and my thighs quiver as they unsuccessfully try to press together to calm the need between them.
“Three,” I groan through the light burn as the strikes slowly get harder.
“You’re doing so fucking well for me,” Sal groan as he swings the paddle again.
“Four,” I moan, as the sensation from the strike travels straight to my clit.
“Five” I cry out as Sal drops the paddle and tears my lacy thong from my body.
As Sal snakes his arm around my middle, I can feel his hard length pressing against my ass through his pants. Arching my back slightly, desperately seeking him, I push my ass into him. He flicks on a large vibrator and presses the girthy vibrating tip against my clit.
“Come for me,” he slides the vibrator around my clit, “And thank me for your reward.”
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Her hips squirm from the intense sensation of the Magic Wand buzzing against her clit, causing her ass to grind against my cock. She comes hard and fast, screaming as her hips tremble between me and vibrations against her clit.
“Thank you, Sir,” the words sound like fucking heaven trembling from her mouth.
I scrape my teeth over her shoulder as I groan against her skin, “Fuck. I’m going to need you to come again for me so I can hear those beautiful fucking words pass over your lips again.
Without giving her a break, I continue rolling the thick vibrating tip over her clit. Her whole body quivering, she screams through her second release, and I remove the wand from between her thighs. Just as I am about to reprimand her, she catches her breath enough to manage the words, “Thank you, Sir.”
“Such a good little girl. Only eight more to go,” my hands rub over the already warm, red flesh of her ass. “Are you ready for the next five,piccolo fiore?”
“Yes, sir,” she answers quietly while nodding her head.
She counts each strike of the paddle thudding against her ever-reddening flesh. Her body absorbing the pain and relishing in the pleasure it brings, I watch her find increased enjoyment in each strike.
“Five,” she cries out blissfully.
“Look at you,” I whisper against her ear, and she quivers as I slide my hand up her inner thigh. “My little whore so fucking needy for cock that the anticipation is dripping down her thighs.”
Placing the wand between her thighs, I press it to her clit and hold it against her before turning it on. Her whole body tenses, waiting for the vibrations to explode through her clit. Holding it steady, her rigid body trembles as my fingers trail along her spine.
Flipping it on, her body trembles harder as the thick head vibrates relentlessly against her swollen clit. Breathy, near-silent screams rise from her lungs as she quickly climaxes again.
I love how fucking responsive her body is.
“Three more,” I slide my fingers along her jaw before turning her face to place a kiss against her cheek. “I’m going to need you to focus on breathing. I will count them for you.”
Slipping the wand into a leather harness and securing it around her upper thigh, I ensuring the broad tip is pressed against her clit.
“Breathe,” I flip on the wand and watch her begin to shake in her restraints.
I swing the paddle and palm my throbbing cock watching her come instantly from the strike. I groan, “One.”
Rolling orgasms crash over her body without relief, and her trembles are now so hard that chains of her restraints rattle.
The paddle strikes her ass and I call out, “Two.”
