As she strapped his ankles into the restraints with the leather buckles with a tug, they cut into his skin, biting just enough to make him moan. His mind whirled at this incredible feeling, his member throbbing with the blood that had flowed to it quickly. He knew she could bring him the most exquisite amounts of pleasure along with the forms of torture she was about to inflict upon him.
The skin around his balls tightened in anticipation of what he knew was about to follow. The cinching of his wrists to the bedpost above him signaled she was almost ready to begin. He loved this part, almost as much as the act itself, when she would pause in her work to sigh that deep sigh as she picked up the whip, just before the first *crack* would sting across his exposed ass....
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