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She stands there in front of him, in her grey, satin nightie and nothing else, raising an eyebrow, looking in his eyes, waiting to see what he’ll do or say. She knows what she wants him to do and say and, more importantly, she knows that he knows. “On your knees, Alya,” he says without breaking the eye contact. She sees the desire for her raging in his eyes and the outline of his hard cock in his pants. With a slight smile, still looking deep in his eyes she slides down until her knees touch the floor. “Arms behind your back.” She straightens her back with her tits pointing up as she moves her arms behind her back, holding her hands together. She is anxious but excited, not knowing exactly what is in store for her. He fetches a six-foot length of soft hemp rope and begins tying her arms tightly together, pulling her shoulders even further back. She spreads her legs wider so her knees are further away one from another, adjusting her position as she feels him tying her up. Her nightie is hiking up a bit as she looks back at him. He remarks how lovely she looks, kneeling and submissive, as he picks out a belt and swishes it through the air a few times before walking behind her. She twits her head to keep looking back into his eyes, keeping very still. “Are you ready, Alya?” “Yes, you can check out how much,” she says pointing to her crotch with her eyes then looking back into his. He tells her not yet and that she doesn’t get to feel his touch there… yet. He swings the belt, landing a blow on her right butt cheek over her nightie. She jumps with the slap and moans out loud and biting her lip looking up at him still. He stands just to her side, one hand on her shoulder, swinging the belt, letting it land on alternate sides of her barely covered ass. She continues looking up into his eyes moaning, still kneeling, feeling a shiver going down her spine each time he hits her. He stops and bends down to hike up her nightie and see how it’s going. She feels cold air on her ass, which has turned pink in the places where the belt has landed. He touches, rubs, and gropes her ass, leering at the beautiful round flesh. She breathes harder, feeling his touch, wondering if he will touch her where she wants to be touched. “Let’s try the other side.” He stands on the other side of her and lets the belt land between her legs… not gently, but not as hard… this time. “Awhh,” she moans out loud jumping a little as she can’t move a lot in her position. She wonders if he can see first signs of her pain in her eyes, if that is what’s making him smile as he brings the belt down again harder. “Awwwwwwwwwwwwww,” she screams, tears rolling in her eyes but she doesn’t stop looking into his. She feels her juices flowing down her inner thigh. He lands three quick strokes with the belt between her legs. She screams out, large tears are dripping down her cheeks, feeling her pussy burning, tossing her head back, and biting her lip. He almanbahis şikayet lifts up the front of her nightie to see how it looks now as she breathes hard biting her lip again. He looks at the reddened flesh and the wetness dripping down her legs and is almost panting, showing that he is filled with lust. Her chest moves up and down heavily, her body starting to shiver. As he turns, she can feel his throbbing cock against her bare shoulder through his jeans. He pulls up her nightie and tucks it under her bound arms, reaching down to grope and caress her ass again, licking his lips. She looks into his eyes as he exposes her, moaning out as she feels his fingertips brushing against her sensitive places. She lets out another moan, feeling his touch, looking at his face with her wet eyes. “Count the strokes for me, Alya. Are you ready?” She nods, breathing in hard. He begins to bring down the belt in a steady rhythm. SLAP! 1. SLAP! 2. SLAP! 3. SLAP! 4. SLAP! 5. SLAP! 6. SLAP! 7. SLAP! 8. SLAP! 9. SLAP! 10. The thick leather belt smacks against the bare skin of her exposed ass, the cheeks growing from pink to red as the strokes continue. SLAP! 11. SLAP! 12. SLAP! 13. SLAP! 14. SLAP! 15. SLAP! 16. SLAP! 17. SLAP! 18. SLAP! 19. SLAP! 20. His breathing becomes heavier and louder as his desire for her obviously builds. She moans louder and louder, finally screaming each time he hits her before gasping out the number, as her body starts to shiver. He grabs her hair and bends her over so he can reach different parts of her better She breathes sharply, moaning out loud as he yanks her hair. He begins to slap the belt against her inner thighs, getting as close as he can to her, literally, dripping pussy. SLAP! “Awwww! Awwwhhh! Awww,” she screams, tears rolling down her face as she feels her skin burning and the pain sends shivers down her spine. He stops and moves around to the front, roughly pulling her nightie up and holding it in place, exposing her pussy and breasts. He winds the belt around his hand a few times and begins to use it against her breasts. SLAP! “Awwwww,” she yells in pain now, tossing her head and arching her back. “Aawhh! It hurts you fucking bastard,” she sobs. He drops the loops from his hand again and goes back to slapping her pussy with the belt. SLAP! She jumps up with each hit, sobbing in pain, making her arch her back as he hits her harder. Her pussy is so wet that it makes each hit hurt even more. He crouches down in front of her. “Enjoying this, despite the cries of pain, aren’t you, you dirty slut.” She knows that he can see the tears rolling down her eyes and the pain on her face but she also knows that he sees the desire there too, lust and passion. He shoves his hand between her legs and pushes three fingers roughly into her dripping pussy. She moans out loud, arching her back as he pushes his fingers inside her, moaning louder as he moves them inside her and panting too almanbahis canlı casino while still looking at his face close to hers. He pulls his fingers out and holds them in front of her. “Suck them clean, slut…. do it.” She leans in and licks his fingers, looking into his eyes, then wraps her lips around them, sucking on them, moving her head slightly back and forth as she does. “Mmm, you’re good at that, I wonder how you’ll be at sucking something bigger and thicker than fingers.” She moans as she hears him talking to her like that, feeling her pussy begin to drip more. He pulls his fingers out of her mouth and stands up. “Yes, you really are a dirty slut. Kneeling there with your legs spread wide practically begging to be fucked. Letting me beat you like this… and loving it… you’re a naughty little whore. Well, you can show me how good a whore you are now.” He stands up directly in front of her, his crotch right in her face, his cock straining against his jeans. “Well, you dirty whore… you can tell how much I’m enjoying this too. What do I want, Alya?” She looks at him and the tent in his pants then back into his eyes and says, “you are perverted little bastard. Beating helpless, tied up girls make you harder than anything, doesn’t it?” She raises an eyebrow. “Oh, there are other things that make me hard… but this is a favorite. Now, tell me what I want, Alya, since you can read minds.” She kneels there. Her face covered with trails of her tears. Her hair messed, body red and bruised. Her nightie hangs around her hips, exposing most of her body. Her legs wide apart, making her unable to move away, and hands tied her back tightly, making her shoulders stretch painfully, not giving any support, she looks up into his eyes bravely and says, “To do, what I owe you, Sir,” with a slightly evil grin in the corner of her lip. “Oh, a dirty, filthy, whore like you can do better than that. Say it Alya, since I know you’re longing to do it anyway.” “Say what?” she raises an eyebrow, teasing. “I thought it’s you who gives orders and I follow them.” “I guess you need more beating then…” “I’d love some.” He gets a wider, stiffer belt and gets it good and wet. She looks at him biting her lip. He gives the nightie a good pull to make sure it stays up and starts in again on her ass. SLAP! “Aaaaawww! Awwwww! Awww! Awww!” she screamed loud squeezing her eyes in pain. He swings his arm back around to the front in one motion, starting back on her pussy. SLAP! “Awhhhhhhh! Awwww!” she screams even louder, arching her back, sobbing as her tears flow down her face continuously. “It hurtssss awwwww youuuuu ahhh fuckkkkinnnng bastard awwhhhhhhh,” she screams out, her pussy burning, pain taking control over her as her body shivers heavily. Looking up at him through her tears, the belt aimed at the most delicate parts of her body, making sure she’ll suffer, and drinking every sight of her pain with lust almanbahis casino in his eyes, his cock almost tearing his pants as he does. He stops and steps in front of her again. “Ready to say it now, Alya?” She feels pain sending shivers up her spine once more and her burning pussy producing more juices than ever. She looks up at him, trying to read what’s in his mind, not answering, breathing heavily. “Come on, it’s right in front of you, Alya… and you’re in the perfect position…” She leans in and struggles to get his zipper opened with her teeth, slowly pulling it down. He reaches down and slaps her face. “You have to say it first, Alya.” “Say what?” She raises an eyebrow. “It’s you who should say what you’re craving for and what you want me to do. I know what I’ve promised, and I can show you,” she says looking at his half opened jeans then at him. “And you will… but you’ll say it first… NOW SAY IT!” “If you tell me to do it, I’ll give you best blowjob of your life,” she says, smiling evilly. He grabs her nipples and twists them hard, making her moan out loud. “Say, ‘I want to suck your fat, hard cock, Sir.’ Say it NOW!” She looks deep into his eyes for a longer while as he twists her nipples. He releases her nipples after giving them a hard squeeze. “This is how it’s going to be, huh? Okay,” he sighs. He pulls up a padded stool and bends her over it, her ass sticking out and her face hanging over the other end. Looking into his eyes she says, “I want you to rip my nightie off me, tell me what a bad girl I am. Tell me to open your pants and pleasure your big hard cock with my mouth, lips, tongue, and teeth as well as I can, while you tell me how you like it. Slap my ass and pussy to increase the pleasure I am going to give you till I make you cum harder than you ever have, Sir,” she smiles evilly. He straightens her back up. “That’s better.” He reaches down and tears her nightie down the front, exposing her breasts and still red pussy. Staring at her exposed body, she can see the deep want stirring within him and his fight to control his voice as he speaks. “You are, Alya, a very, Very, VERY bad girl. A dirty, little slut. A fucking whore. Good for nothing other than my pleasure. Now get my cock out and start sucking, bitch.” She closes her eyes and revels in the words she longed to hear. She leans in and pulls his zipper all the way down with her teeth. She sees his gray boxer briefs exposed as she moves her head up to struggle with the button. Desperate for his cock, she pulls at her bonds, trying to free her hands. Finally able to undo it after several frustrating seconds, she slowly tugs on his pants so they go down a bit and grabs the upper band of his underwear with her mouth and teeth. Looking up at him with her eyes, she slowly, inch by inch, pulls them down, moving her head to each side, grabbing them at different places until his cock jumps out slapping her cheek. She kneels there looking in his eyes for a little while as his throbbing cock rests on her cheek. She wants it and wants it badly but she won’t let him know this. Still keeping eye contact, she sticks out her tongue and moves the tip of it from the base of his cock up to the head.

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