“maybe I should check.”
“wait here.” I half commanded something told me she was simular to Sprite. Porn hub By now Sprite was undoubtedly in pain. One was her purse the other was my own personal bag of tricks that she took back and forth. On the top sat a small purple remote with three buttons: Hi, mid, low. The black nylon cord whip slammed against her reddened rump but what hit wasn’t the hardened ends. “you dare suggest that my punishment not be enough?”
she shook softly whether it was fear or anticipation I may never know. I walked back to the door finding the woman almost fingering herself in the way. A slave doesn’t do such things. She had a perfect view into the room and to Sprites red ass and
