1. The Belt


    Date: 11/1/2017, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Hardcore, Author: HerbaAlice, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    couch, waving his hand to me: “Now, come here dear. I won’t hurt you…” I was looking at him with a bit of unsureness but his smile was so bright. “I’m only gonna give you what you need. Now come, come!” and I finally went to him, thinking all this game is finally ending. I crawled to him just like a little a****l and then crawled over him, as he grabbed my leash, bringing me closer to his face, changing looks and smiles, playing my game, but not for too long. He pushed me with such a strength that I instantly got on the floor, at his feet. A heavy kind of silence was floating in the air and in that silence, I could only hear the sound of the lighter, as he was lighting up a cigarette, then blowing his first smoke right in my face. Gesturing with the cigarette in his hand, dangerously close to my face N spoke: “You are suuuuuch a slut, you know? You fake it all, you play around, you mess around, and I don’t like that. It’s all gonna change.” Those words really pushed some wrong buttons there, mostly because he was so right. I just started yelling and crying in an outburst of anger and frustration: “And what about you? Don’t you do the same? I mean look at you! Look how dirty you are and what sado-maso bullshit you like! What the hell! You’re sick! SICK!” I was about to receive the worst slap I ever got. He just put me back down on the floor with that, and I couldn’t even think after. He left his cigarette in the ashtray and grabbed me, bringing me on the couch. There no ...
    matter how hard I tried to fight or slap or shrike, he still managed to pin me with my hands at my back, face in the couch and ass up. I was only seeing his cigarette burning itself in the ashtray, and feeling his breath over my head as he was whispering in my ear: “What? You asked for it, you’re gonna get it. Learn your lesson, take it good and it might be ok…Just that easy!” said he as the first strike of that leather belt with spikes on it was falling heavy over my asscheeks. I screamed in a shock but quickly it followed another one and another one and another one, while I was trying to release myself. “The more you scream, the more you get. It means you feel me.” He stated in a maddening calm tone, as I was twisting and twerking in his hands. Those words just made me freeze. “Good!” he grined. A burning feeling was rising over my ass, and my senses were slowly going numb. Sure he could see that, so he barely touched my asscheeks with the belt, then held it in the air, as I closed my eyes and held my breath, waiting for the damn hit. He hit the couch, a few inches near me, with such a strength that the material was almost ripped. I exhaled, but suddenly another strike went right over my ass making me all shake. And it went on and on and on like a nightmare, that I didn’t even know whether to like or not. The pain was almost unbearable, while the tightness of his grip and the burning lustful look in his eyes were such a thrill. Somehow I was feeling like I’m really deserving ...
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