Keep quiet

You remain quiet and suddenly the cock leaves your hands, a few minutes go by before Mr Johnson moves around the bed in front of you, he's naked his black cock sticking out prominently from his white pubic hair and in one hands is a riding crop, the other contains a tube of lube.

"Okay Sam, we do it your way. I am going to give you twenty strokes of the crop after six strokes I'll undo your cuffs." He throws the tube of lube in front of you. "You will have exactly ten seconds to use that. Should you lube my cock with it I'll fuck your ass, leave it where it is and I'll finish the whipping and you can leave."

"Please no Mr Johnson, please Arghh." You scream at the top of your lungs as he hits your ass cheeks with the riding crop.

The riding crop comes down on your ass five more times, it's more agony than you've ever experienced in your life you don't know how you'll survive fourteen more, you feel him removing the cuffs.