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the Girl 2

Date: 9/19/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, BDSM, Blackmail, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Domination/submission, Lesbian, Mind Control, Author: Alter Ego Twoface, Rating: 90, Source: sexstories.com

himself. “You are right. You have been naughty”, he said. “You need a spank for sure, but that may not be enough!” The Dame obviously enjoyed the role playing. She placed her heavy body on the table, bending over and offering her back side to Dad. Her ass was huge, but in all fairness it was actually smaller than her bosom. Probably because there were no implants on her back side. Dad roughly liftet the dress and gave her left ass cheek a hard slap. And then another one. He thought he was hard on her, he could see the imprints of his fingers, but the Dame needed it rougher. “Come on. Punish me! Make me hurt. Or are you to weak, you little prick?” she hissed through her teeth. “Shut up you old cunt!” Dad replied and hit her ass as hard as he could. This time she actually moaned. Dad got surprised of his own reaction and looked to the Girl. She had moved to the Dame’s desk where she had found a whip. A handle with a number of leather straps attached. She handed it to him discretely. “Now here’s the deal, you dirty slut!”, Dad barked. “I’m gonna ravage your filthy body in whatever way I deem fit. And the only words I will hear from you is ‘yes please’ and ‘sorry’. Got it?” As he said the last words, he hit her ass with the whip. Dad wasn’t used to whipping people, and had he thought a bit about it, he might have wanted to calibrate his strength a bit. He hit her just about as hard with the whip as he had done with his bare hand. That was by far too hard. The Dame swallowed a ... scream, tears ran to her eyes and little streaks of blood appeared across her fat ass. But the only thing she said was “Yes please”. I might get the hang of this, Dad thought to himself. He dropped the whip and yanked her panties down. Then he opened the dress zipper and commanded her to undress. She obeyed. She wasn’t wearing a bra, but a corsage that lifted the boobs without covering them. Dad remembered a thing he once was told about the teachings of Freud, as the Dame stood before him. Any man desires a pretty and slim woman to brag about but a fat and vulgar bitch to ravage in bed. “Well Sigmund”, he thought to himself as he picked up the whip once again, “you won’t get it better than this one”. Dad inspected the fat trembling body, giving it a whip wherever he felt like. Boobs, thighs, ancles, back and even once on the left chin. The Dame just stood there. But she got more and more horny. Dad instructed her to spread her legs. As she did he noticed her old cunt was shaven. Thank God for that, Dad thought, the hairline was visible and had she not shaven, the carpet would have been the size of Texas. Dad forced that image away and shuffled the whip handle up her dripping wet pussy. The Dame moaned and her legs trembled. “You may bend over the table again”, Dad instructed. “Yes please”, she replied. Good girl. Dad got behind her and fucked her hard with the whip. To his own surprise he was rock hard. Making love to this whale would probably be impossible, but molesting the ...