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When In Rome

Date: 5/1/2016, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Hardcore, Author: qudduse, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

the last. Each accompanied by the sound of the cane hitting her flesh, and the burning, searing pain. She slipped, sagging against her ropes. Had it not been for the belt, she'd have hurt herself. Maybe separated her arm from her shoulder. Her b*****r was against her back before she could find her footing, holding her still before the belt could dig into her skin. Her toes found the ground again as his lips found her ear. "You disobeyed me, Callia. What was your order?" She shivered against him. His skin was warm, hot even and she could feel his cock pressing hard against her back. "I was to go to work. To dance for the men, to let them touch me. To make them want me. But not to let them fuck me." His teeth grazed her neck. "So you remembered. I'd hoped you'd just forgotten." He pulled away from her, and the cane cracked hard against her ass. She bit down hard, but couldn't keep from crying out. It hurt; it hurt so fucking badly on her soft, oiled skin. Her breasts heaved against the board, the material rough against her sensitive nipples. His cane worked up her back in strokes that seemed to grow harder with every count. By the time he reached her shoulders, she was choking back sobs. His hand snaked around her body, and he caught her nipple between his fingers. At first it felt good and then he pinched harder… twisted it between his thumb and forefinger until she cried out. "Why did you disobey my order?" She could taste her salty tears against her lips. She'd finally done ... it. "F-father commanded it. The man was his friend. He told me to suck his cock. I wouldn't-" He was back against her, his skin pressing hard against the welts that covered her skin. He kissed her neck before pulling away. He struck her again. And again. This time working his way back down starting at her shoulders. He criss-crossed the strikes over the last set. Her back, she knew, would look like a finely drawn grid. Every lash, every inflamed red strike, would be perfectly equidistant from the last. They would cross in the exact same place, every time. He was that controlled. That methodical. "You wouldn't what, s*s? I saw you. I watched. You were enjoying it. You loved that father was watching your face get covered in another man's cum." Callia whimpered after a hoarse, tear-filled laugh. Her voice was raw. "Of course I did. She tried to turn to face him. He moved so that he could look in her eyes. "Thats what I was trained for. How old were you when you got your first wooden sword, Cassius? Before you had ever received one day's training? I was far younger than that when I began mine. I was taught, and trained and educated on how to please. How to dance, how to tease. How to suck, how to fuck. I started so early I barely remember the early years. Of course I loved it. How could I not?" She tensed as his hand neared her face, she never knew if he would stroke her cheek or slap it. He brushed away the tears on her face. She tried to ignore the hope that rose in her chest. ...