The Slap of The Crop

Oh how I ache for his hands on my body, my bum tingling from the slap of his crop, my cunt moistens as I dream of my wrists tied to the bedposts as soft ropes around my ankles hold my legs open, my bare bum raised up to accept my punishment.

I moan as the leather riding crop caresses my bum, sliding over my cheeks, between them, the feel of the soft, supple leather such a contrast to the sting I will feel when the caress turns to a whipping, and I can sense my orgasm close by.

I am nude, completely nude, my body his, my mind and soul at his command, my long hair, wild and unbraided, small rivlets of perspiration forming on my forehead, the sexual tension ready to ignite the spark of orgasm, until a fire burns inside of me.

The first crack of the riding crop across my bare bum surprises me, and I jump, straining against the soft ropes that bind me. My nipples harden immediately, my cunny tingles and I spread my legs further as his hand now rubs my bum cheeks.

"Please Master, I have been bad, I need to be punished." I beg, asking for the feel of the crop, for the pain that I know will quickly turn to pleasure which will quickly turn to orgasm and the release from the pent up sexual feelings I have endured all day, waiting for this moment.

"Be quiet, my little wet slut." he says, "Take your slut punishment in silence, enjoy it, and let it be your release."

I don't answer, but nod my head, turning toward his voice, but unable to see him through the black silk scarf that blinds my eyes.

I hear the crop cut through the air and my body tenses, but the pain I expect doesn't come, instead I feel the whisper of air across my skin, and my body relaxes, only to leap up as the crop connects with my bum, and the pain singes me like the flames of a fire.

"ohhh..." I moan, as the crop connects again with my skin, and my body reacts, squirming against the ropes, so aroused now, so wet, wanting it, wanting to cum, and wanting to feel the crop again.

Rough fingers probe between my legs, beneath my bum, and I wince as one slides between the lips of my vagina finding wetness which he encourages to come free as he spreads my own juices over my cunt lips, my bum and and thighs.

"Ah my dear, wet and willing I see." he says, "Enjoying your pain, that is my woman, a woman who cums from the slap of her slut ass, who takes her sexual pleasure from the crop and the whip, and the hand.

With that his hand slaps my bum, hard and flat, and then massages the spot, giggling the soft flesh that contained his slap, and my cunny gushes wetness on to the bed, beneath me.

I start to speak again, but he silences me with the crop, which stings, and fills the room with the sharp crack of the leather against nude skin. Again and again, until I am panting and moaning, crying out with each crack, my cunny on fire, my bum burning from the subsiding pain that soon is replaced with more, keeping the fires of my desire alive with flames, until my orgasm beckons and I cum, beneath the crop, bucking up and down on the bed, resisting the ropes, crying out, my entire body throbbing and wet....

Afterward, he unties me and gently holds me to his nude body, until he lays me on my back, and spreading my legs, admires my cunt, his fingers rubbing me, slipping between my open lips, as I moan. Strong fingers rip the blindfold from my eyes, and I blink in the sexy glow of light from the candles burning in the room.

He moves between my open legs, and I feel his swollen manhood enter me, slowly at first, before sliding deep, as he groans, and pulls out, before doing it again. I gasp as my cunny stretches to take him, so big, so thick and long, my clit sending shivers through me as his body presses against it, until I cum, with a whimper, so powerful is my orgasm that my body is too weakened by it to move.

I can feel his cock slide from me, and then I feel his warm juice as he moans and shoots his cum over my open cunny, my belly, before he enters me again, giving me the last of his love, deep inside of me.

Later, he tells me to open my legs again and his eyes roam over my body, looking at my wet cunt, his cum dripping on my body, sliding down between my legs. He reaches for me and his hand squeezes my cunt, gripping my lips and the folds beneath and pulls, sending a thrill through me, which turns to an orgasm as his strong hand works my cunny, pulling and stretching me, I scream as his fingers give me yet another orgasm.....

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