He lifts her up and takes her to the bar...but it’s not a drink he has in store for her... He pushes her down and spreads her legs sliding her ankles into the.cuffs on the bar..then places her wrists into the remaining cuffs pulling the leather tightly ...it’s a normal bar but with the added improvement of an anal hook which has been in the fridge fir a couple of hours...attached to a collar and causing her head to be pulled back to take the strain off her anus... I trace my fingers across her bare arse ...feeling her flinch slightly as she knows this is going to hurt...fucking hurt ..i let two fingers idly run down the crack of her buttocks smiling at the spreader bar which has opened her up slightly... Pushing insistently i feel her anus give and despite herself she gives a grunt...of what i don’t know...pain pleasure acceptance ?.?.... I slap her hard...an instant ceasing of any independent thought returning her to the here and now....and bend to her ear....without raising my voice i say to her ...so?.....that simple word conveys all i need...it asks her not only why she is there but also the fact that what she’s about to get is non negotiable... She doesn’t move her head but just whispers the word Master.....again just that on3 word conveys guilt acceptance ownership and an acknowledgement that she has crossed a line and needs bringing back.... Satisfied i step back and pick up the riding crop...she hears and grits her teeth...she knows what it can do...i bring it to her lips and rest it on her bottom lip....quietly i say...moisten slut.... She snakes out her tongue ...it’s pinkness flicking and coating the crops shaft and leather loop ...she works hard wanting to show him she can after all follow simple fucking instructions... pulling it away i stand and move to her rear...rest it on her buttock and say not a muscle slut...not a muscle .. Then i raise it and bring it down hard across her bare pink buttocks...an instant red weal erupts on her flesh and she uses everything she has not to launch herself upwards....i see her tense and wait till she relaxes and then slash down as hard...another weal appears parallel with the first and she again tenses and air escapes from her clenched lips.... I repeat over and over....the crop landing on her arse and thighs...her face is red from the effort and she can’t help herself giving a grunt as each one takes her careering towards her threshold... Despite the anal hook she has her head bent forward processing the pain. the hook pulling into her reminding her of where he takes his pleasure and will again... Finally at the edge of the abyss he stops....looks at her and puts the crop down....reaching over he unhooks the anal hook and yanks it free causing her yo grunt openly this time.... Putting his hands on each arse. cheek he pulls her anus wider and then without warning he sodomises her in one deep masterful thrust.. As she is taken he smiles...yes his fav position all right...