From the moment ila told Red to fetch the cat of nine tails, my eyes widened even further. "Oh please, Master." I beg, "Don't whip me. I'll be good." I start to struggle with my bonds, only making myself look more helpless. Despite the possible oncoming pain, however, I cannot help but feel a rush of arousal. I am genuinely terrified of getting whipped, beaten, having my silky smooth skin defaced by welts, and yet I will be lying if I say I want to get out of this predicament immediately.
My nipples are hard and glistening with Red and Sonia's saliva. My breasts sway with my struggles until they have to hold on to them to keep them on their lips. This continues until ila reveals his other plans for the two subs. The butt plug I wore earlier is now in Red. He and Sonia resume fondling and licking my breasts, getting a good feel of their size and firmness.
But no, I must focus on my Master. I continue to beg him, "Please Sir, I will keep my butt plug in from now on."
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