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Price of Betrayal 1

Date: 5/11/2016, Categories: Fiction, Anal, BDSM, Blowjob, Cheating, Consensual Sex, Cruelty, Fisting, Male/Female, Violence, Written by women, Author: gl0771, Rating: 92.7, Source: sexstories.com

blurted out. "He doesn't mean anything to me." I shook my head. "Another lie. You don't kiss a friend like that. You don't cling to a friend like that." I stepped closer to her. "I told you I saw you, and I know what I saw." I let her go and took a step back. "What is rule number one?" She was crying now, tears rolling down her face. "Master, rule number one is: Faithfulness and fidelity above all else." "Faithfulness and fidelity," I repeated as I circled behind her to the chest. "Above all else." I picked up the strap and moved to stand behind her, my leather-clad body pressed to her naked one. "Above all else!" I yelled in her ear, and she flinched. "I'm sorry I disappointed you, Master," she blubbered, and I moved in front of her again. "Disappointed? No, I am not disappointed." I glared at her and let her see the rage within me. "I am fucking furious! No one has ever cheated on me before! I have been faithful to you! I have taken care of you and given you every fucking thing you ever asked for! And how do you repay me? You betray me with another fucking man!" I took a deep breath and stepped back. "And now you will pay the price for your fucking betrayal!" I brought the strap down across her ribs just below her breasts with all my strength. She gasped and cried out wordlessly as a red stripe formed immediately, but I was just getting started. I methodically laid stripes around her ribs and abdomen until she was writhing in her restraints and sobbing. "Blossom, Master!" ... she screamed. "Blossom!" "Oh, no," I hissed. "No safe word. I am not your fucking Master anymore. You are just a goddamned whore who fucked me over." I dropped the strap and picked up the birch cane. It was one of her least favorite implements, and I didn't usually use it on her because of that, but tonight I didn't care. I was out of control with fury. "No, Sir, please no! I'm sorry!" I ignored her pleas and swung the cane, catching her just above her ass, in the small of her back. She screamed, but I paused for a moment to watch the welt rise on her creamy skin. I continued to mark her ass and legs and back until I drew blood, and then, as it dripped onto the concrete floor, I moved around her and struck her breasts, stomach, and thighs over and over and over, relishing in the injuries I was inflicting. Her screams had died down to incoherent groans, and I looked at her. He head was dropped onto her shoulder, and her eyes had rolled back in her head. "Oh, no you don't," I said, going back to the chest for smelling salts. I broke a vial underneath her nose, and her head jerked back violently as she took a deep breath and then screamed again. I picked up the cane again and started where I had left off. The cane left weals and welts from her shoulders to her calves and shins, and blood dripped steadily from several places where the tip of the cane had dug into her. I had to revive her twice more before I finished with it, but in between her faints, her screams were music to my ...