My Whipping Date with Sarah

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My Whipping Date with SarahMy Whipping Date with SarahWhen she showed up at my place, I was surprised by how young she looked. The picture on her website made her seem older. So I asked her to show me her ID. Sure enough, Sarah, as she had called herself in all our emails, was 19. I repeated the rules we’d already agreed on. No hitting with a closed fist, no knives, needles or pins, no broken bones, no s**t, no marking on the face. Everything else was permitted. In response to her repeated email requests, I had explained several times how I planned to whip her.I took Sarah into the other room and told her to strip naked. She wasn’t timid, I’ll say that for her. In no time at all, she’d removed her blouse and black slacks, then her lacy white bra and black panties. And, she hadn’t lied about her figure. She was 5 foot 4, with dirty blonde hair that just touched her shoulders, lovely smooth legs, a tight abdomen, and 34 C tits that begged for a long whipping. I fastened leather cuffs on her wrists, looped a rope through the D rings, threaded it through a ring in the ceiling, and tied it off on the far wall. She was all mine. I attached a heavy spreader bar between her legs, ran my hands up her calves, over her knees, her adorable thighs, and then jammed three fingers into her cunt. With my thumb, I went hunting for her clitoris, not much caring how long it took.”You’re already wet.”I kept shoving my fingers into and out of her cunt, thumbing her clit until it started to get hard.”Enough for the warm up.”I took out a deerskin flogger and went to work on those tits of hers. I made them bounce. Left tit, right tit, left it, right tit. Then sometimes I’d the same tit 9 or 10 times in a row before I switched to the other one. This was really fun. Her tits looked great when the whip hit them. About the 20th stroke, they were already bright red.Then I took out something heavier. Bison. Again I went to work on those tits. This time going a little slower so the fun would last longer. Each time the thick, thuddy tails hit her, she groaned and the spreader bar would sc**** on the floor from the impact on her body. Then I switched to her cunt. At first, just soft, easy, underhand artemisbet yeni giriş swings upwards, so the leather would strike her ass and her crotch. As I swung the flogger, I tried to drag the heavy bison tails a bit, so the rough edges of the leather would sc**** across her sensitive flesh. Gradually, I increased the pace and strength of the whipping.She was breathing faster, moaning a bit. I kept it up. Sometimes, I’d swing the whip way up high behind her, so it would slap against her ass cheeks really hard. Other times, I’d make sure the flogger slammed into her labia. “I’m going to whip your cunt until you cum.”By now, she was really jerking that spreader bar around on the floor. I tried to hit her labia with just the tips of the bison tails, where there was more cut leather to tear at her flesh. I’d hit her 5 or six times like that, then slam the body of the flogger tails between her legs. I had her. It was just a matter of time. She was breathing hard and whimpering each time the flogger struck.Then I thought, why let her cum? I’ve got her here as long as I want. Let’s try something else. I put the whip down, walked up to her and pulled her hair with my left hand so she had to look me straight in the eye. But I didn’t say a thing.With my free right hand, I slapped her tits. This produced a delightful, slightly liquid, slapping sound. Her eyes got very bright. I let go of her hair, and slapped her right tit with my left hand and, then her left tit with my right hand. Her tits shook with each blow. I swung my hand, slapped her breast, watched it shake from the impact, and her Sarah moan. Swing, slap, shake, moan. Swing, slap, shake, moan. I loved the sound and the feel when the palms of my hands hit her tits, making that slapping sound. I kept slapping her tits. I wanted to prepare lovely Sarah for what was coming next.Each time I slapped her tits, she wasn’t moaning any more. She was really grunting.When my hands started getting sore, I seized her nipples in my fingers. Her breasts were crimson red from the slapping and whipping I’d given her. She had lovely pink areolae that I admired as I twisted and squeezed her erect little artemisbet giriş nipples as hard as I could, pulling upward on them as if I wanted to lift her feet off the floor.She shrieked and struggled to get away.No chance. I kept a tight grip on her nipples, digging my nails into the flesh.”I am having such a good time with you.”I twisted her nipples clockwise, then counterclockwise. I pulled them upwards and sideways and then downwards. I jerked her around by her nipples, and heard her gasp and cry.I got out a ball gag and put it into her mouth. I secured the leather strap behind her head and neck. That would keep her quiet.”I don’t want you hyperventilating.”I went for my singletail. This was a red and black 18 plaited beauty–four feet long, not counting the thong and the popper. So it was really more like six feet long. I stood back from the bound girl and swung the whip in the air a few times. Then I moved off to the side to get a better angle and began just flicking it across her torso, not to hurt her or even to scare her. Just to get the feel of it. I let the popper dance across her skin. This was really going to be fun.I began flicking the whip, so the real leather thong got her right across the abdomen. The tightly braided popper is just for noise. When you want to make marks, you make sure the thong makes contact with your target. In this case, my target was beautiful 19 year Sarah who, in all her emails, at least, had expressed a keen interest in finding out what it was like to be whipped really hard. I repeated the stoke again and again, making sure my aim was true and I had total control. Bright red stripes appeared across her stomach. Sarah was shaking and whimpering under the gag. I lowered the strokes just a bit and began striking her on her thighs, increasing the pressure just a bit when I saw the reaction I was getting.Sarah squirmed and struggled each time I lashed her. I’m sure that terrific sirens of pain were echoing inside her. And I could see beautiful red stripes on her spread thighs. I got her right across the cunt a few times as well, and that really made her dance.I don’t want to give the impression that this was artemisbet güvenilirmi a neat, surgical exercise in accuracy with each whip stoke landing parallel to the next. Even though I took careful aim, each time I hit her, the thong caused a different shaped welt. Sometimes there was a beautiful diagonal welt. But, sometimes it was more like a crescent. After a while, the different-shaped welts criss-crossed. In no time at all, her torso was a beautiful red map of pain and submission. Her thighs, her cunt, her belly and abdomen were covered with stripes.I’d saved the best for last. I gradually raised my aim, going from Sarah’s abdomen to her rib cage. Then I went to work on her breasts. Standing where I was –off to the bound girl’s right–I was in a perfect position to hit her left breast. I snapped the whip right across her lovely flesh, keeping at it until I laid several lashes in a row right on her helpless tit. By moving a little further back, I could target her right breast. I stung her again and again with the cruel leather thong that tore across her lovely skin. Sometimes, I laid the thong across both her tits at the same time.I was determined not to stop until I could see her bleeding. I flicked the leather thong across her breasts again and again, congratulating myself each time I saw the black whip sear her nipples and I could hear the satisfying snap of the leather on her flesh. I kept whipping her right across her tits. I was enjoying every stroke. I was hypnotized by the beauty of the experience.I have to confess that I must have missed the exact moment when one of the welts on Sarah’s body actually began bleeding. Because, the next thing I knew, there were several tiny trickles of blood slowly dripping down from her breasts. One cut was just below her left nipple. And the other wound cut across her right breast.It was a proud moment. I’d whipped the bound young woman until she was bleeding. I didn’t stop right away. I wanted to see what it looked like when the whip smeared the blood across her skin. Eventually, thought. I stopped.I untied the rope from the wall, lowered it, and unfastened the cuffs around her wrists. Then I took off her gag. “I hope it was everything you expected.”Sarah didn’t say anything, but with her index finger, she traced the trickle of blood by her right breast, then put it to her lips, and licked it with her tongue.Then she did the same thing again, and held out her finger to me. It tasted wonderful.

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