1. Ring in my nose


    Date: 5/19/2016, Categories: BDSM, Author: amaryn, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    allowed to masturbate, so there is always a lot of erotic tension in my body. My tortured nipples are hardening, my clitoris swelling, my vagina getting wet. And i love Miss Luslayla madly. She beats me more. Five, six, seven, eight. Then she puts down the punishing implement with a satisfied grin. "Well, dirty little slut, did you deserve it?" "Oh yes, deeply respected Miss, i did. I would have deserved much more." "You may get it yet. But what did you deserved it for, tell me, Snot?" "For taking the temerity to kiss your knee, deeply respected Miss." "Oh, not at all, you stupid bitch. It was a nice gesture, I loved it. I slapped you just to express my joy over it. With the switch you were punished for not telling me whether you will like or hate the ring in your nose." "Oh, i see now, deeply respected Miss. Sorry for being such a moron. Well, i think the ring would be irritating. I would hate it, Miss." Slap. Slap. Slap. I start feeling dizzy. "Deeply respected Miss," i correct myself, hastening to kiss the chastising hands. I feel passionate love for my punisher. A lustful delight goes up and down in my body when my humble lips touch her skin. "Your impudence is growing every minute, girl," she says, taking the switch again. "Round your lips, impertinent one." I obey, and the switch starts working on my mouth. Working good and long. I give hoarse sounds of agony. The flesh of my poor lips breaks open, red drops are falling to my breasts. The grin of my tormentor is ...
    maddening. "Kiss the salt, bitch," she commands, offering me a salt cellar. "Press your lips here." I obey moaning, the salt stinging my wounds like hell. "Well, filthy slut, will you be impertinent again?" "Oh never, deeply respected Miss, my beloved Mistress. Thank you for the well deserved punishment, my beautiful lady." The switch is hitting my cheeks, from left and right. It is rather approval than punishment. My sexual excitement increases, i am simply crazy about Miss Luslayla. "You see, honey, you can speak respectfully. Now you may kiss my knees." I do so, trembling with pleasure. "Now my feet, darling." I obey in happy ecstasy. "You smeared me with your disgusting red juice, pig," Luslayla exclaims. "Ungrateful bitch. Take this! And this!" The switch starts thrashing me across my boobs again. I yowl with pain and my body is jerking wildly. I am in a whirlwind. Now i can feel nothing but pleasure. The switch is hitting and hitting, and i shriek with crazy lust. "I love You! I love You!", I scream. I feel such a maddening delight that i nearly lose consciousness. The switch is striking, and my body is dancing on my knees with storming ecstasy. Now... now... Oh, i am dying for You! Oh... oh... oh... I open my eyes, and the black lady is grinning at me, giving me her stick to kiss. My body relaxes. My thighs are wet with my pussy fluid. The pain returns into my breasts. I feel a big, big love for Luslayla. I hope i will have to wash her feet, stained by my wounded lips, and to ...