art-of-domination: She was still wet when she came out of the bathroom, naked, seeing him waiting fo
art-of-domination: She was still wet when she came out of the bathroom, naked, seeing him waiting for her, the look in his eyes meaning that she was in for it. “Hold you hair” he snarled at her, as she stood right by the bed pulling her up long brown hair. She could hear him kneel down as she stood in front of him, her ass on display, her heart pounding. Without warning it struck her, like a hot flash of light,his hand cracking her firm delicate bottom. She yelped and instinctively rose to her tip toes. “What do you say, baby?” he snarled at her. “Harder, Sir”, she replied automatically. The second blow came almost before the words had come out of her mouth, the pain instantly bringing tears to her eyes and making her so aroused at the same time. “Harder, Sir”, she said, her breathing hard and fast now, her body on overdrive absorbing the pleasure and pain filtering through her synapses. -- source link