1. The Bondage Gallery


    Date: 2/5/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Bondage and restriction, Hardcore, Spanking, Author: CandyXLove, Rating: 90.7, Source: sexstories.com

    her thigh. She was tempted to break free. She tugged the strings, but to no avail. She tugged a little bit harder and felt the strings begin to weaken. She tugged a little bit more, wanting to end the bondage. A swat between her legs caused her to stop. She was swatted on the pussy. That bastard. Frank hit her pussy again, directly on the clitoris. Direct hit! Ouch! Her sensitive clit ached in pain, the good kind. She loved clitoral stimulation, but she never felt anything like what Frank was doing. He really is a pro. Another swat came and hit her pussy again. Then again. She tugged the strings again, not to escape, but in pleasure. A smile grew on her face, which she tried to hold in. Frank spread her pussy lips with his fingers and held it open. Don't even think about it! Not in there! You bastard! He did. Frank struck her pussy with the fly swatter, directly inside of her pink wet cunt. "Owwww!!!!!" she yelled. A few more strikes to her exposed pussy, and he released his hold. He swatted furiously at her clitoris with one goal in mind. He wasn't going to stop until she came. He watched Elizabeth squirm on the table with her toes curled and he continued to swat faster. She came magnificently. She looked like a beautiful hot mess in the process. Frank left her there ...
    breathing heavily. He watched her. She looked gorgeous. "Are we done?" she finally asked. Frank removed the blindfold. "We're done. How was it?" "I haven't cum like that since college." "Far too long." He bent down and kissed her on the lips. She kissed him back. It was a soft and tender kiss. But it was also the kind of kiss which showed that he was in control, not her. *** The next few weeks were a sexual whirlwind for Elizabeth. She continued seeing Frank for both business & pleasure. Mostly pleasure. They met at his apartment to discuss which photographs to display. Afterwards, he would take her to the bondage room for discipline. Elizabeth was punished every which way. She was paddled from behind. Spanked with his bare hand. Wiped. Flogged. Swatted. They never had sex. Not even oral sex. She wondered why, but she figured that Frank had a reason for it. As their relationship progressed, they began going out together. He took her to the movies, art museums, plays, and dinner. Every time she thought they would become equals in a relationship, he would bend her over for a spanking. It was a constant reminder of her new position with him. She had always considered herself a strong independent woman, but for Frank, she was willing to make an exception. Last part here bit.ly/StORy1
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