Her heart thundered in her chest as she waited, checking and rechecking her watch: 2:58, and he still wasn’t there. She whimpers and digs her fingers into the brick, gasping with every lash, moaning low in encouragement as he traces her curves with the flail, the soft leather soothing her burning skin before suddenly cracking across her back, driving her chest back against the rough brick. Youjizz She whimpers quietly to herself, the pleasure driving her slowly insane as she writhes against the torturous toy, trying to raise one leg at a time and increase the pressure on her still-burning clit, cringing with every jangle of the chains, staring in abject fear at the crack of light coming in the door, knowing at any moment someone – anyone – could walk
