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The Master's Cabin
Date: 11/21/2015, Categories: Fiction, Authoritarian, BDSM, Body modification, Bondage and restriction, Coercion, Cruelty, Discipline, Domination/submission, Male Domination, Male/Female, Non-consensual sex, Older Male / Female, Rape, Reluctance, Slavery, Spanking, Stockholm Syndrome, Violence, Author: PJ Wolfwalker, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com
hadn't expected, even from Me. You were so surprised when I bent you back so I could use the cat o nine tails to spatter the fine lash marks over your belly, chest, breasts, the front of your thighs and your pubic mound. You recall I'm sure the day I used the crop on your pubic mound, because you'd put the cat away, so it wasn't in it's usual place. You've never hidden My toys from plain sight after that. The Master's Cabin Pt 2 From the X cross where you are now, you see Me returning from an afternoon trip down the shoreline in the rowboat to pick berries. The cabin is isolated enough that you have no real idea where you are, only that it fronts on the pond & nearest road is a gravel one. You shiver with anticipation as you wonder what I'm going to do to you today... I enter the cabin, go wash up before entering the room. I walk up behind you and ask how your afternoon was?. "My arms are a bit cramped Master," you say softly. I massage them rapidly to restore circulation without releasing them. "We're going swimming in a few minutes I say as I grab down the long riding crop to give your ass a few moderately hard swats. Immediately the welts begin to rise. I slash your butt cheeks harder as you bite your lip to keep from crying out. As I whip up your back one side, then down the other, it’s leaving a cross-hatch pattern. I whip on downward, each point of contact burning like fire afterward, down the backs of your thighs, and back to your taut ass, where I finish with several ...