1. Lacey Gets It Hard, part 1


    Date: 8/23/2017, Categories: True Story, BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Discipline, Domination/submission, Written by women, Author: LaceyChains, Rating: 89.1, Source: sexstories.com

    to lay there and know what's coming, but along with my need was a resolve to take it and show him how strong I can be. To make make him proud of me and to let him know how much I desire to be his in every way. I surrendered to my fate and laid my head in the pillow, waiting for him to do what he pleased. "No?" he finally asked? "You really want this?" Despite his concern, I could sense he was becoming aroused by my submission. His his usual desire to protect me was succumbing to a more feral and dark desire to see me suffer. His voice changed and a predatory edge crept into his words. "I'm telling you babe, I'm in a mood tonight. The thought of hearing you cry and fucking your sexy little body while you beg me to untie you is making me hard. One way or another, I'm going to break you tonight. You are going to beg me to stop. You might as well start now." My hands clenched and I couldn't resist the urge to struggle, but deep down, I needed him to do this. I needed to be hurt and to release my stress and fears with my screams. I closed my eyes and forced my body to relax, demonstrating my refusal to give in. I felt his hand gently caress the soft rise of my bottom and a fresh dampness appeared in my sex. I longed for his hand to slide lower and tease my petals, but that was something I was yet to be denied. There was a swish as the crop cut the air and another stinging blow landed across both my cheeks. Searing pain lanced into me and I jumped and jerked on the bed, trying ...
    helplessly to protect my tender skin. Undaunted and without mercy, he laid another blow hard on my thigh. I kept my face buried in my pillow, wincing and crying past my gag as he beat me me again and again. It's must seem so strange to hear. Im not some tough girl who can withstand anything in my everyday life. Even a paper cut can make me cry, but in the heat of it all, the pain begins to feel so very different. My chest was heaving and tears were to wetting my eyes as the blows struck from my quivering legs over my ass and across my back. After another dozen or more hard strikes, he stopped and slid his finger into my drooling cunt from behind. The sudden intrusion into my body shot through me like a hot iron and shocked me to my core. The wonderful sensation of being penetrated caused my whole body to become taut and a low groan of agonized pleasure escaped my lips. He fingered me, pumping my hole as deeply as he could reach. My walls clenched and clasped at him, dragging wetly at his finger as it moved in and out of me. His caresses sang like angels in my mind, battling the demons of my pain and I held them close as my defense against the agony of my welts. When he pulled it out and slid it over my clit, the pain and pleasure melted and merged together in the heat of my arousal. I was lost in his touch and I would have wrapped my arms around him had been able to move. "We're not done by a long shot, babe." he said quietly as he caressed away my whimpers. "You've done well so ...
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