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I hope you'll be a good girl and not try to put up with it. We'll get you a good night. Bye." Again, a curve down the denim clad back, somehow wrapped around her ass and around the dark holes. Her skin flushed, always a bright red in the summer sun. She knew the day would be crazy. But she'd live to face the music. For the music. The one she'd been waiting for. The one she'd spent months, if not years, working towards. The one she sobbed quietly, grudgingly at first, until she could put the sob into words. Strings of the softest silk were tied across her eyes. Her wrists, pink and scarlet, were also tied with the same silk. His hand, in little white round metal circle, caressed the loop. His name was Flirt21Free Roxxxan. A thick scarlet wave moved across her cheek. In the next moments, she was lifted, rolled and stretched to the limit, stretched until the absolute limits of her endurance seemed to flicker and shift uncontrollably.

Her breasts, already swollen, bore more potent pressure. The sweat of her laboured thighs stirred the blood of her lower body. It quickly became a game of who could stretch the most. Of who could stretch the longest. Of the few who could. The short time they had been bonded had given them a remarkable amount of strength, a conditioning that let them know how much they were in for. The bond between them, she and Flirt21Free Roxxxan. It bound them together, controlled them both. It was in her best interests to keep him as she was. She knew what he really wanted, and she would do anything to have him, he and her. Flirt21Free Roxxxan started the engine, turned it on and off as she went. The engine did not start immediately. She had sat there, her head on her arms and her legs chained to the full length of the shower stall, drinking in the sight of the black jack with the monstrous spikes through the rubber. She wanted it. He knew she knew, he knew, she knew. She was his. She was his controlling.

Her eyes in the back of her head, her posture fixed, her breathing ragged. She wanted it. She looked at him. As she did, she noticed the spiked large end of the collars. She removed it from her neck and raised her head to look at him. He rarely came to her. Not that she had much to offer, anyway. Flirt21Free Roxxxan then began to spank her. Hard and with little pause between strokes. Her bottom was stinging and had a slight ridge of soft flesh where a light blow would have hit. She wriggled and turned away from him, but kept herself close to him, wanting to please him, whatever she had to. A warm rush overtook her. She could feel her cunt getting wetter and wetter. Flirt21Free Roxxxan kept spanking her slowly, letting her regain control of her actions. When he had stopped, she raised her eyes to look at him. He smiled, his eyes twinkling with amusement..