rinnakas beib sisse punane pits alusrõivad saab perses doggy stiil

Out of the corner of your eye you see me going to the bathroom and return with a small hand towel and immediately you know what this means. I place it on the floor and instruct you to stand on it. This isn't the first time I have used the towel so you know what to expect, you know you will be caned and if at any point during the caning you step off the towel I will start all over again. I only need to click my fingers and point at the towel and you know what is expected of you. You position yourself with your legs apart and your feet on the towel, you bend forwards with your hands on your knees presenting your bottom for me to chastise. In front of you on the dressing table are an array of whips and paddles and you wait nervously to see which one I will select. My hand hovers over the leather whip and your heart misses a beat as you know the sting this one can inflict. You breathe a slight sigh of relief when at the last moment I select the paddle. ' I think we need to make this a bit more interesting.' I say as I reach back into the draw and produce the metal nipple clamps joined by the metal chain. It doesn't take much time rubbing them with my fingers before your nipples are stiff and erect. I slowly tighten the clamps as your nipples flatten under the Big Tits pressure and then I attach a medium-sized weight to the middle of the chain. You know that you will not be able to keep perfectly still while being caned and the doggy style swinging of the weights will stretch and pull on those poor little buds. You wonder how many strokes you are to receive & your question is soon answered as I inform you it will be 12 and you will thank me after each stroke. You brace yourself ready for the first stroke but instead of a sharp stinging you feel me gently stroking your arse with the leather paddle until the moment I pull it away and you clench yourself ready. You hear a swish as it cuts through the air and narrowly misses your bottom and you wonder if it was deliberate or a mistake. You feel sure the second time it will make contact but again you just feel a rush of air across your waiting cheeks. Foolishly you start to relax a little and just as you do the leather slaps hard across your arse. Try as you might you can't help but falter slightly though managing to say in position on the towel and you remember to count out loud ' one thank you.' Each time the paddle makes contact you feel the stinging increasing and are imagining how red your cheeks must be getting and deep down you hope it is having the desired effect on me. As you count out loud your body starts to shake causing Babes the weight to pull on your poor little nipples as it swings backwards and forwards & also each time you clench it pulls the pegs that are holding your pussy lips together. After the 11th stroke, you think to yourself that there is only one to go and although painful they have so far been bearable. You brace yourself for the last one but it is not forthcoming, I am making you wait for what seems like ages. You wonder if I have miscounted as I go to the table and pick up one of the whips you then realise that I haven't as I tell you to open your mouth and place the whip handle in your mouth and tell you to bite on it. With my left hand I grab the back of your hair and hold your head tight at the same time pushing your shoulders down. You realise that this can only mean one thing and you hear me say ' are you ready my sweet one?' You ndt your head in acknowledgement and prepare yourself, you clench your muscles as tight as you can. You yelp in pain as the final blow is administered, your legs start to buckle but I hold you up and turn you around so that I'm facing you. I pull you towards me and hold you tight as you rest your head on my shoulder and I gently stroke your hair with my left hand while I massage cold cream into your burning bottom. I kiss you on the forehead and lead you over to the dressing table and slowly unscrew the clamps that are squeezing your poor sensitive nipples. I rolled over onto my back as Lyn positioned himself between my legs, rubbing his bulbous head up and down my well lubricated pussy. Jennie winced in pain but just managed to control the urge to scream. He was on top of her now, holding her doggy style legs open, trying to stuff his big cock up her pussy. Church did not seem like the perfect thing and we made the appropriate excuses the next week. "Mmmm, mom you should Babes see how your pussy lips swell." “So, you’re not angry with me?” My wife is standing directly in front of us. All because my stupid body is allergic to latex, so Sasha made me have unprotected Big Tits sex with anyone she chose.” She said with an amount of venom in her voice, but with tears still streaming down her face. Had I not been a total asshole back then, we’d be married and doing this all the time.” The four women said nothing they just sobbed and shook their heads. Max barely had enough time to hang out with his friends or get to know his classmates outside of his classes, homework, and Squadron responsibilities. I was wet with the thought of being a total submissive piece of fuck meat for men to use. I really love her!” Somehow she had gathered the plushy into her arms again, and the doll was hugged by both sides, between the two of us. As the cock began to grow in girth, I tried to clench while the knot was outside of me. I succeeded – but only for a moment. I knew that I didn’t.“Next time then, big boy.