A sharp sound of shock and pain. Angela’s next blow landed squarely in the middle, the fronds straddling both buttocks. Verity’s cry was sharper, her body shuddering with the impact. “Are you still ok Verity?” Angela asked Verity who nodded. “Verbal answers remember!” Angela snapped sharply. domina “Yes Mistress, sorry I forgot. Yes, I am ok, that hurt but it’s ok.” “Good, that was three. So there are eleven to go.” With that Angela struck again. This fetish time aiming at the seam where Verity’s buttock met her left thigh. Then she struck the thigh. Moving down she put two more lashes onto blowjob the back of the thigh. Moving down so the last blow was nearly on the back of her knee. Then she moved to her other thigh, starting with the lowest blow she copied her blows on this thigh in reverse. Moving up so the last of the four blows was against femdom the seam of her right buttock. Verity gasped and cried out with each blow. Her legs jolting sharply, Angela frowned. “You will have to learn to be still Verity, but that will come with time.” She said in a dissatisfied tone. Verity did not reply. “Are you still with me Verity, are you ok?” For a couple of seconds there domination was no answer then finally Verity spoke. “Yes, I’m still ok,” she said. Her voice soft, almost floaty. Angela lent over to look at Verity’s face and saw that her daughter was at least partially into subspace. Umm, she was so like Angela. It did not take much to put her into that state of near bliss. “Good, only three more blows to go,” she told her. The first of these was harder than the others. He must be dreaming. Those 3 hours went very fast as my tormentors took great pleasure in making me cum over and over. It was all very warm in the room. She then placed her hands on his shoulders and pulled his head to hers and then said, “God, you have a nice cock, it’s bigger than Tom’s. Once girls know you blowjob have such a nice cock and know how to fuck, you won’t be fetish lonely.” She did not at first understand when he did not come into her arms, but as he lowered his face toward her spread apart thighs, a wave of juice rushed from her throbbing pussy, knowing he was about to place his femdom lips against her lower ones. Don't dare cum, slut. It was the kind of smell that your nose refuses to recognize. The flames slammed into my protection. Back when Wagner interviewed me and the Slavers forced me to climax using that cup between my legs, I knew I’d never been so turned-on before. Seeing the dead woman lying there with nylons and heels on was just too sexy to not take advantage of. “I was curious as to why these transformations occurred,” Glendian explained. Hmm?" “No it isn’t, it’s horrible.” domina I said then thought for a minute. domination My cheeks burned. her best and i was proud of her i took her into the bathroom to wash all my cum of her shirt and face. He looked deeply into Miranda's eyes, his thumb rubbing gently over her clit, making her waves of pleasure rise and fall with her breathing as he let go of Wendy.