knee and took her chin in my hand. “You have to say `please’, Shannon.”
“Please.” It was a whisper.
“No, Shannon, not like that. Say `please master may I lick your asshole’.”
“Please master may I lick […]
“Oh god,” she said, weeping, “oh, god.” I waited for her to
stop crying. She didn’t, but in a few minutes her crying subsided to
a series of whimpers. I walked over to her, the whip still in my hand.
I bent down, my head next to hers.
[…]
“I’m going upstairs,” I managed to get out. I went up to the
kitchen, partly to cool off myself and partly to give her a rest.
I forced myself to drink something cold and breathe deeply before
going back down. I was more in control than before, but I knew it was
a […]
they would draw up into my body.
I began hitting her tits in earnest, making sure that I left no
part of them unwhipped. Lines of blood began to appear where the
flail abraded the skin, and soon her tits were a bloody mess. At first
she screamed […]
directly up at me. “Guess what, Shannon?” I said as conversationally
as I could. “I had to take a shit a few minutes ago, and guess what?
I couldn’t find any toilet paper to wipe myself. I wonder how I can
get my asshole cleaned up?”
“No, […]
“Are you gonna use that on me?”
“Yes,” I replied, “I’m going to use it on your tits.” I brushed
it across her chest, making her shudder. Tears came to her eyes.
“Please don’t,” she said, “please. Haven’t I been good?” […]
I stepped away to view my handiwork. God, it was a delicious sight!
The thought of it brings my cock to attention even now: Shannon,
beautiful, young, trembling Shannon, her breasts jutting out, her ass
curving gorgeously, awaiting my pleasure. I stepped behind her to take
out the new whip I had bought—a […]
“Well, I can’t do anything about the history or English courses,
but you could come to me for help in math. Try the homework, and if you
can’t get it, bring it to me, and I’ll go over it with you. You could
also get a tutor, if you can afford one.” […]
I took her by the arm and led her downstairs. When she saw the
new piece of apparatus, she began to tremble and pull away slightly.
“What’s that?” she asked, her voice unsteady. I didn’t answer,
but took the pillow from her and placed it on the ground […]
not know what it was. Somehow she knew better than to ask. On Friday
morning I demanded a blowjob, knowing that I would need to have come
to keep myself in control that afternoon. Shannon complied at once,
as usual. She could tell that something was going on by my silence
[…]
bottom by a third piece of pipe. I had set the height of this last
piece of pipe so that I could pull Shannon’s arms behind her and hook
them over it, and she could still just kneel on the floor. In that
position, the stationary piece of pipe on the ground would […]
There was a ten-day break between the end of the Spring semester
and the beginning of Summer classes, and I had given Shannon the time off
from studying. During this interval we played games and walked together,
and Shannon’s thighs healed up. After our one episode of ass-fucking,
our sex was pretty vanilla […]
began fucking her wildly, my head spinning as my cock moved in and out,
my hips thrusting hard against her ass. I heard Shannon crying out as
I drove against her, but I could not listen; I wanted only to shoot my
cum into her beautiful white ass.
It […]
out and shaking with pain. I had to stop moving for a minute to keep
myself from coming; then I began fucking her ass, slowly, controlling
the depth of my penetration by keeping my left foot flat on the mattress
with my knee bent. I kept it up for a few minutes, trying […]
and Shannon began to make little squeaking noises of pain. My cock was
so stiff that the area just behind the glans was actually numb.
“Please no, please, you’re hurting me, please,” she cried.
Her entreaties only made me hotter, and I pushed in more. Though I
was […]