1. A Night in the Dungeon


    Date: 3/15/2017, Categories: BDSM, First Time, Author: kinghut, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    unleashed two metallic chains from the ceiling. Two adjustable leather wristbands were at the end of each chain. Wendy was a bit startled by the noise. Marcus went to where she was standing, and fastened the chains to her wrists. Wendy's arms were kept in their raised positions, by these chains. She could bend her arms a bit at the elbow, but could not keep them anywhere near her sides. "Thwak!" Wendy's body jerked involuntarily, the first time Marcus' wooden paddle hit her squarely in the buttocks. "Ouch!" Wendy cried. After a brief pause, Marcus brought down the paddle once more, with even greater f***e. "I do believe I am forgetting to hear the proper gratitude from my slave, when I discipline her!" "Thank you, Master!" whimpered the slave girl, as her wrists made the heavy chains shake. "That's better," Marcus said softly. He then proceeded to slap both ass cheeks steadily, one cheek at a time, until they were glowing hot pink from punishment. Because Wendy remembered to say "Thank you, Master!" after each blow, Marcus showed mercy, and stopped the onslaught of blows after twenty. He ran his fingertips across her inflamed buttocks, admiring his handiwork. Wendy shivered at his gentle but firm touch. More discipline was in order, after this brief respite. Wendy bit her lip and bravely submitted to the small metal clamps that her master placed on both of her nipples. Marcus racked her bare skin with strokes from a leather riding crop. Wendy's petite body twitched from the ...
    steady, insistent slaps of the crop. When Marcus tortured her erect pink nipples, still encased in the metal clamps, she gasped loudly. It was an exquisite pain, the kind that made her feel blissfully alive. "Oh, thank you, Master Marcus!" she whimpered, between blows. When that riding crop found it's way between her thighs, she bit her lip. Even though she could not see a thing, she could certainly feel that leather crop slapping back and forth between her milky-white thighs. Marcus grinned as he hit her labia, with a few upward strokes in the space between her legs. Wendy shivered with lustful delight. She was sure she could feel her pussy begin to get wet. After delivering dozens of tiny blows to her body, Marcus undid the shackles that bound Wendy's wrists. "You are very brave, my pet," Marcus told her. "Thank you, Master!" she said, moving her arms to get some circulation back into them. Marcus led her to a wooden rack, which was propped up against a side wall. Wendy's skin was rich with fresh welts, which razed her skin like stripes on a tiger. She was pleased that Sir Marcus knew just how hard she needed this type of punishment. She felt something small, cold, and wet running over her bare body. She guessed that it was an ice cube. Her master was sliding it all over her breasts, stomach. She sighed with pleasure. That ice was so soothing, after the torment she had just gone through. "Aahhh... That is so nice... Oh, thank you, Master!" Wendy moaned, as Marcus slid the ...
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