Whip The Bitch!

"Yes Mistress."

Lucy took the coiled whip I was holding out for her, and I went to sit and watch.

Twenty of the best!

I'd shown her what to do, and she did it wonderfully.

She took her stance, and swung, her first strike hit nicely between the shoulder blades, he grunted in pain, second landed in almost exactly the same spot, and that made him yell a bit louder.

By Nineteen he was bouncing in his chains, screaming.

His upper back was deep red and welted.

She did one more and turned to me.

"Ten on his ass."

She nodded.

I watched her as she started again, she had an elegant, and curvy figure, wavy brown hair, DD cups, hour glass figure, and perfect legs. Her delicate ankles were what I was watching, the way she moved was perfect, her hip sway and feet placement was perfect, the way she walked had a sexy flair to it, firm yet delicate, and she was beginning to arouse me.

When she got to ten and looked to me, I opened my legs and curled a finger, bringing her over.

She dropped to her knees and slid her face into my bared crotch, and started to lick.

Bitch started to get aroused when he heard the noises Lucy was causing me to make, and his cock straining against a studded cage too small for his shaft caused him pain, and he writhed in his restraints, and that turned me on even more.

She slid her hands down, pulled my shoes off and started massaging my feet, she had strong hands, and I remembered that one of her past jobs was masseuse, I hadn't asked if it was a full qualification but she seemed proficient.

I sat back and enjoyed the fruits of my labour.

Then I pulled her off me.

There was something I had to do!