1. Making Mika Mine, Chapter 1


    Date: 9/15/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: MasterJonathan, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    front of her daring top, parting the front and peeling it off her body. The sight of my little whore standing there topless, her perfect tits so proud and firm jutting out as if asking for attention... who could refuse them? I walked over to a small table I had set up with some things I had planned on using this play session. One of the things on the table was my trusty riding crop. I brought it back and set it on the chair I had been sitting on. I came up behind Precious and moved in close behind her. Reaching around her, I began playing with her tits again, cupping and squeezing the soft creamy globes and toying with her hard nipples. I pinched them, pulled them, flicked them, and rolled them between my fingers. All the while Precious moaned and trembled. She struggled to keep her hands up, wanting more than anything to hold my hands on her tits. I played with those luscious tits, building her desire and arousal higher and higher. She pressed back against me, wriggling her ass and feeling my ample tits pressing into her. It was time for the next part of the game. I pulled my hands away from her tits and stepped away from Precious. She whimpered at the sudden loss, but as I moved around in front of her I picked up the crop. Ordering her to open her mouth, I stuck the tip of the crop into her soft wet mouth, telling her to get it wet. She began licking and sucking on the leather tip until it was suitably saturated with her saliva. I pulled the tip from her mouth and flicked ...
    it in the air a couple of times to shake off the excess. Then I traced a circle around her tits and around each areola, ever so lightly tapping her hard nipples. Precious gasped as the crop touched her nipples, knowing that her tits were soon to be the target of the crop's attack. She couldn't have been more right. I brought the crop down hard onto her left tit with a wet slapping sound followed instantly by a high pitched scream of surprise and pain. She reacted by bringing her hands down instinctively to protect her tits. I yelled at her to get them back up in place and gave her a well-placed swat across the thighs with the crop to emphasize my command. With another screech, she did as I said putting her hands back up and lacing her fingers together again. But she knew I was not done with her tits yet and I landed another hard blow to her right tit this time, doubling her over and causing her to lose her grip once more. Angry now at her disobedience, I grabbed hold of her long hair and dragged her across the room by it. I dragged her to the center of the room where there was a large exposed open ceiling beam. Standing her directly under it I warned her not to move and I got a pair of leather wrist cuffs and put one on each of her wrists, buckling them securely. I tossed a length of rope up and over the ceiling beam, tying one end of the rope to the wrist cuffs and then heaving on the rope until Precious arms were lifted high over her head and she was nearly on her tip-toes. ...