practised move he cocked and let rip with the bullwhip. The whip shot forwards faster than her eye could see and the crack of the whip followed a split second later.
Chloe yelped and stood straight, her hands came free of the bed and she grabbed her ass, she was ready to cry out in pain. She felt her ass and after a split-second realised that there was no pain, no stinging, no nothing.
What the hell?
‘Slut, resume the position.’
Chloe did as Dan commanded and as she pushed her ass back, raising it towards Dan, she realised that her cunt was soaking wet.
I’m scared but damn am I turned on or what ?
Her thoughts were interrupted once again by the cracking of the whip and again she reflexively jumped straight up and grabbed her ass. Again, the pain that she had expected, did not materialise. Chloe rubbed at her ass through her knickers wondering if the sting of the whip would suddenly sneak up on her.
Perhaps it’s numbed my ass and the pain’ll come when it’s all over.
‘Ah shit,’ she said in a whisper.
‘Turn around and face me,’ Dan’s words snapped her from her inner monologue and on unsteady legs she turned to face Dan.
‘Unzip your dress. Take it off. Slowly.’
This is more like it , Chloe thought as she slowly began to unzip the dress.
‘Slower,’ Dan instructed and Chloe’s fingers unzipped the front of the PVC dress one metallic tooth at a time.
Dan was now stroking his huge, hard cock with his left hand and Chloe moaned as she watched him stretch his foreskin back over his swollen glans. His cock’s thickness and length held her transfixed as Dan continued to slowly masturbate.
‘That is so not fair,’ Chloe said.
Chloe yelped as Dan’s right hand shot out and the whip flew and cracked. She could feel the passing of the whip’s cracker next to her ear.
‘Fuck me Dan!’ Chloe cursed.
‘I will, just shut up and do what I damn well told you.’
Chloe could have come on the spot, the commanding tone in Dan’s voice made her feel like she was back in school being reprimanded by her teacher for talking in class.
‘Yes,’ she managed.
‘Yes what?’
‘Y-yes Master.’
‘That’s right, and what are you?’
Chloe swallowed and smiled.
‘A whore.’
‘ Who’s whore?’
‘ Your whore.’
‘Exactly.’
Chloe finally finished unzipping the dress and Dan told her to drop it to the floor.
Chloe obeyed.
Dan stroked his cock and squeezed his hard shaft and smiled at Chloe.
‘You want this?’ he asked, playfully waving his cock in his hand.
Chloe’s eyes were glued to his cock and she nodded her head.
‘You know I do.’
She watched as Dan stretched his foreskin back as far as he could, the glans of his colossal cock throbbing a darker purple and Chloe licked her lips.
‘I love your cock,’ she said. And she meant it, some men, including Dan were obsessed with breasts or asses and Chloe totally got it. She fully understood how a body part could so entrap one’s mind. Dan’s cock was magnificent and she regularly told him so, usually just before she took his cock deep in to her mouth.
Standing in front of him, thinking about the last time she had deep-throated him, she couldn’t help it and she felt herself about to orgasm. Her body began to tremble as she continued to watch Dan’s hand gliding along the smoothness of his shaft.
Chloe had once measured his cock for the fun of it: nine inches in length and seven inches in circumference. Every time he filled one of her holes his cock would stretch her and right now she really needed to experience that stretching sensation.
The whip cracked bringing Chloe back to the moment and once again she braced herself for pain. She looked down to try and spot where the whip had connected with her flesh, surely it would leave a mark on her flesh somewhere, but she couldn’t see a single mark.
The whip cracked again and this time Chloe actually saw what happened. The end of the whip (which Dan had once informed
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