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It was nearly worn through, its sting was not that of the belt He used for punishment, but was still intense.
It zinged through the air and connected with her ass again, she jumped and moaned, which if she hadn�t have been gagged so securely would surely have been a scream.
She tried to scoot away from the belt but was not in any position to do anything fast. He was drunk on the power, and her responses.
He let the belt fly again, and again, connecting with her ass and then the back of her thighs as she tried hard to scoot away.
�Stay still!� He commanded her in the most commanding voice He had, which always sends chills through her.
She obeyed and laid there moaning as He whipped her ass to a bright red, no longer did she try to scoot away, but let her legs do a chained dance with each strike.
The whipping stopped and she listened intently for any sounds He made, she heard the door to the closet, then felt him on top of her.
�Get on your knees, slave� He commanded.
Swiftly she obeyed and pulled her knees under her. He spread her ass cheeks and again she moaned as He inserted her butt-plug.
He put His swollen cock at the entrance to her cunt and thrust it in all the way in one fell swoop.
She tried to scream but the gag prevented it and muffled her scream quite nicely. He was beginning to really like this and gave it to her hard.
He felt her cunt tighten around His hard dick again, and He knew she was going to cum; her moans were a bit louder now.
�Cum slut!� He commanded her as spasms shuddered through her.
He reached around and pinched her nipples; all she could do was moan more.
He pulled out of her suddenly, she jerked and moaned, He knew she wanted more of that, but wasn�t about to give her what she wanted, this was about what He wanted.
He pulled her to an upright position and grabbed the leash, tugging on it she did her best to follow the tugs, and he pulled her off the bed! Landing on her stomach, with a thud.
�Get up!� He ordered curtly.
She struggled but rose to her knees.
�On your feet, bitch!�
He tugged again on her leash.
She struggled as He grabbed her under her arm and helped her get to her feet.
Then He pulled her shuffling into the bathroom, all the way into the bathroom. He stepped into the tub, grabbed her under her arms and lifted her right off the ground, swinging her into the tub.
He stood looking down at her for a moment and grinned a wicked grin.
He knew she could not see Him she could but hear Him and He considered taking off the blindfold, so she could see what was coming.
Perhaps she instinctively knew it, but He considered better of removing it and decided to leave it on her.
He stepped out of the tub and commanded: �kneel whore.�
She obeyed, falling to her knees loudly on the shower mat.
She sat back on her heels, and cocked her head to the side listening for sounds of Him.
He stood, just outside the tub, still just watching her, while He unclipped the leash and laid it on the vanity.
�Turn this way cunt!� He told her, no mercy in His wicked voice.
She tried her best to comply, more turning her body than her legs.
He put both hands on the sides of her masked head and turned her head toward Him more, then He tilted her head back slightly.
By now she was thinking: �oh God! What�s He going to do? Maybe I don�t want to know!�
Just then, warm liquid started filling her mouth and at the same time she heard Him command her:�Down the ramp, tramp.�
Knowing what that meant she had no choice but to begin to swallow. She knew better than to try and move away from the warm stream that would just make Him mad.
So she drank as much as she could of the piss that was now falling out of her mouth and down the front of her. She smelled it, tasted it, swallowed it and was bathing in it.
He laughed out loud when He had finished, a wicked evil laugh she had never heard him make before.
Upon hearing His footsteps on the carpet, she knew He left the room and let herself relax a little.
He came back; she heard the footsteps on the linoleum.
He told her:�Stay there.�
He left the room again, she moved to get comfortable, she was to stay in the tub, but she couldn�t stay on her knees, she brought her legs out from under her, but couldn�t do anything about her hands being behind her back.
When He returned about an hour later, He reached around and unlocked the paddle lock on her blindfold and removed it.
Her tear stained makeup looked smeared under the hood, her eyes rimmed with the black of the mascara and she tried not to look at Him.