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In the sprawling, sun-drenched bed room, the air crackled with tantalizing stress. Lying spread-eagle on the king-sized mattress was a shocking blonde milf, her physique glistening with a sheen of sweat. Bound on the wrists and ankles by silken scarves to the bedposts, she wore nothing however a lacy black bra and matching thong, her ample curves and full breasts barely contained by the flimsy undergarments.

Across the room, one other girl stood watching, her darkish hair cascading down her again in free waves. She was a tall, lithe brunette, clad in a good black leather-based corset that pushed up her giant, perky breasts and accentuated her slender waist. Fishnet stockings clung to her lengthy, shapely legs, main right down to costly six-inch stiletto heels. In one hand, she held a wicked-looking driving crop, and within the different, a brief, versatile flogger.

“Please Mistress Veronique,” the blonde milf begged, her voice breathy with need and only a trace of worry, “I’ve been such a naughty girl. I need to be punished.”

Veronique repressed a smirk. This was their recreation, in spite of everything. She loved role-playing the strict dominatrix, and her good friend – SplashCandy69, in accordance with her FetLife profile – was the proper submissive. They’d met on a BDSM courting website a number of weeks in the past and instantly hit it off, bonding over their shared love of ache and pleasure.

“Hush now, my dear Candy,” Veronique purred, striding in the direction of the mattress. “You know discipline comes before pleasure. And you’ve been very, very bad.”

With that, she raised the driving crop and introduced it down with a pointy crack on Candy’s interior thigh. The blonde gasped and moaned, her physique trembling from the sudden sting. Veronique trailed the tip of the crop up her good friend’s leg, throughout her quivering abdomen, and between her breasts, circling one nipple by means of the skinny lace.

“You like that, don’t you slut?” Veronique whispered, her voice husky. “You love feeling my crop on your naughty body, marking you as my property.”

“Y-yes, Mistress,” Candy stammering, her cheeks flushed and eyes half-lidded with lust. “I’m yours, all yours to use however you want.”

“Mmm, such a good girl,” Veronique cooed, however there was a glint in her eye. “But not good enough. You need more.”

Crack! The driving crop smacked towards Candy’s bra-clad breasts, making her cry out and arch up and about. Veronique chuckled darkly and started to rain blows down on her helpless good friend – thighs, abdomen, breasts, shoulders. Candy was writhing and moaning, her physique scorching and flushed, her thong damp with arousal.

After a couple of minutes, Veronique paused, admiring her handiwork. Red welts crisscrossed Candy’s pores and skin, and her chest heaved with fast breaths. Setting apart the crop, Veronique picked up the flogger and started to path the leather-based strands over her good friend’s physique – down her cheeks, throughout her collarbones, between her breasts to the height of her nipples. Candy shivered beneath the teasing contact, her nipples straining towards the lace.

“Beg for it,” Veronique commanded in a low, seductive purr. “Beg me to flog your needy tits.”

“Please, Mistress,” Candy begged, squirming towards her bonds. “Please flog your slave’s tits! I need to feel it, I need the pain and pleasure, I need you!”

Veronique smirked and swung the flogger. The leather-based strands bit deliciously into Candy’s nipples, making her cry out sharply. Veronique maintained a gentle rhythm, swinging the flogger many times, protecting her good friend’s full breasts with pink welts. Candy’s physique jackknifed and undulated, her hips grinding towards the mattress as she approached the sting of ecstasy.

“Such a good little pain slut,” Veronique crooned, nonetheless flogging. “Coming undone under my crop and flogger. I bet you’re dripping wet right now, aren’t you? Desperate for my touch…”

“Yes, yes, yes!” Candy babbled, sweat soaking her hair and sliding down her welts. “Please Mistress, I need you, I need to come…”

Veronique lowered the flogger and shortly unclasped Candy’s bra, liberating her breasts. “Come for me then, you filthy whore,” she growled, roughly tweaking Candy’s nipples. “Fucking come on my command!”

Candy’s again bowed because the orgasm crashed by means of her, making her scream and thrash towards the silken scarves. Veronique held her wrists firmly till the tremors pale, then launched Candy from her bonds and drew her right into a passionate kiss.

“My naughty little sub,” Veronique purred towards Candy’s lips. “So desperate and wanted…”

“Yours,” Candy sighed dreamily, nonetheless drunk on subspace. “I’m yours, Mistress Veronique.”

Together, the 2 began to undress one another, unleashing an evening of debauchery and pleasure that left them each totally glad. Punishment had been meted out, self-discipline administered, and rewards granted – the proper BDSM encounter, they agreed as they curled up collectively in a sweaty, sated heap.

As they drifted off to sleep, Veronique could not assist however surprise what kinky adventures awaited them sooner or later. One factor was sure – a loyal submissive like Candy would preserve her on her toes, making certain a lifetime of lovemaking that balanced scrumptious ache with mind-blowing pleasure…