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inner tingling returned to her, more intense and deeper. The
anticipation and Sasa's feeling of helplessness were so sweet, Sasa Handa felt
she could cum.
CRACK! the strips of leather bit into Sasa's ass. There was no build up to help
her adjust, just a full force whipping. CRACK CRACK! Sasa Handa strained against her
bonds, which held Sasa's helpless. By ten lashes Sasa Handa was already about to scream,
she managed to hold it in until the 15th lash. "Nooo! Stop! Pleeease!" It only
goaded him to whip Sasa's harder. "Please, Master, I beg you I'll do ANYthing you
want! Anything!"
"YES, you WILL do ANYthing I want!" he stressed his words with particularly
sharp strokes. "And what I want now is to whip you! You cannot imagine how
sexy you look, squirming and writhing like that!"
Sasa Handa stopped begging for ten strokes, but then he hit the same spot on Sasa's ass
five, six, seven times in quick succession, producing greater pain. "Alright.
Alright! What do you want me to do? I'll suck your dick, I'll eat your
asshole, I'll drink your piss! Pleeeeease! Stop it!" Sasa Handa was panting, writhing
and sweating. The handcuffs held Sasa's hands too high on Sasa's back to allow Sasa's to
block the blows, which landed freely on Sasa's ass, thighs, and upper back.
Then, with five of the sharpest blows, it was
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