Whippings

Did I mention I really love whips?

Probably I have.  I really do.

After some cock-sucking and porn Tuesday afternoon, his day off, Master took me upstairs and told me to turn around.  I grabbed the dresser. He grabbed the bullwhip.  The really big one.

I shivered a little bit and waited.

He began with a light whipping which increased rapidly to painful, but never broke skin.  Then he traded it off for the belt, which smacked into my back and butt with solid thuds.   He got out the stingy floggers and on top of the soreness already dealt out from the whip this soon had me yelping and wincing.   He let me get on my knees then and he switched back to his belt, beating me on the back and ass as I sucked.  

We moved to the bed and he told me to go fetch the glass dildo.  When he touched it to my cunt it was nearly ice cold, and I moaned, but quickly warmed it inside me.  I sucked him while he used the dildo in a rapid fire piston motion to give me several huge, squirty orgasms.  Then he told me to be on top and do all the work to get him off.  I did gladly, because it is a pleasure for me as well, especially when he let me use the vibrator at the same time.  He punched and slapped my breasts, and then fondled them gently, massaging the soreness, which drove me right over the edge.   I rode up and down quickly in just the way that he likes, to make him come too.