Written by RonandSexyBum

BDSM
1 Sep 2014


This was the first time she had ever been told what to do, all the other times it had just been sex.

Now she was to be trained, and trained well.

Her unclothed young, curved, proud, virgin body, jerked as the first of the three whips found it's target, her right raised ass cheek, another sharp jerk as whip hit it's mark, when another and another, this was a steep learning curve for Elizabeth, one she was not meant to forget.

The left cheek was next to feel the whip, the whip still warm from it's dance with Elizabeth's rear.

As her name would suggest, Elizabeth was of good breeding, the finest education, head girl, riding school, gymnastics champion, captain of the swimming team, black belt, a heiress, all of which made her body primed for what laid ahead, Pain.

Now that Elizabeth's backside was many shades of delicious pleasures, it's was time for the second of the three whips, a fierce looking cat-o-nine tails, it's first point of contact, Elizabeth's strong, bear back, as the cat-o-nine came down and lashed at Elizabeth's bear skin for the12th time, a drop of sweet pussy juice trickled out of her and down along the chain, which had been attached to her freshly priced lower lips. This did not go unnoticed by her teacher.

Time for the last of the three whips. The strict tigress, this was for the front, her breasts and inner thighs.

As the tigress falls softy caressed Elizabeth's full young breasts, her nipples harden, her chest hived with each wanting breath, she slowly started to grinding her hips and slightly opened her legs, as if searching for full and deep penetration, the beads of moisture, now running down her pussy chain, now the tigress spoke with a whoosh and a crack, Elizabeth when still, then with her head tilted back, eyes closed and with her soft, perfectly painted trembling lips parted, she came. Here endeth the lesson.


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