The pink bat

Kate picked up the pink bat and gave it a few testing slaps by hitting the palm of her own hand. “Let us see how you handle this one.” The tiny redhead said with a smirk, as she sat down in front of Tracy’s exposed womanhood.

In the mirror Tracy could see Kates’ pale thighs next to her own dark brown ones and compared them. Kates white thighs weren’t even half the size of the black woman’s; whose pussy she was about to beat the living hell out off.

Kate lifted the bat, and swung it against Tracy’s big clit and long labia. It hit the curvy woman’s entire womanhood with a loud ‘slap’, and she reacted by moving around a little restlessly. It stung a little in Tracy’s pussy, but otherwise it wasn’t too bad. A loud ‘slap’ sounded, as the tiny girl swung the pink bat again. It stung a little worse this time.

The beautiful redhead started slapping the center of Tracy’s sexual pleasure more rhythmically. The pain was a burning sensation and it increased with every slap. Every time Kate lifted it up for the next slap, the curvy woman could see the silver letters on it saying ‘Naughty girl’. The black woman moaned slightly from the pain.

The cute redhead took Tracy’s moans as encouragement, and she increased the **** of her slaps. After a particular hard slap, Tracy felt butterflies in her chubby stomach, and the tall woman could feel pleasure through the burning pain in her womanhood. Every slap from the young girl brought her closer and closer to orgasm.

Tracy started humping the slaps, with what little movement her hips were capable of in the tight bondage. She needed to cum, and the cute girl slapping her pussy with a pink bat was getting her very close. The tall woman looked at Kates’ pale freckled face. The tiny girl was looking so innocent and Tracy was only a few slaps away from climax, the burning pain in her long black labia and big pink clit was pushed aside, as she approached the edge.

One slap before the big woman reached her climax; Kate ended the torment, and put the pink bat down. Tracy pulled at her restrains in frustration of being denied this climax. Had her hands been free, she would have had to fight the urge to punch the white girl square in the face. Despite her frustration it was oddly hot to feel this helpless in front of a cute and tiny girl.