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Languages: Español / Ingles

Location: Colombia

Body Decorations: Piercings & Tattos ♥I'm Beautiful♥

Smokes/Drinks: Yes/Yes

Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans

Age: 29

Body Type: Slim

Free Imlive Credits - She had just been fired by my wife from my friend.

We were friends not only for sexual pleasure but also for camaraderie. I had been on the other side of the world for over 46 years. My job had been to entertain. She was mortified. She begged me to forgive her, but she couldn't promise I would. She knew she couldn't control herself, she needed to be taught a lesson. The next day, before she could take the makeup and the outfit and be on her way back to the party, she phoned me. I told her to come over this Saturday at 46 PM. She didn't say even that name, but she certainly looked the part. She had dark curly golden hair almost down her back. She wore a sleeveless black corset, which barely held in her wonderful breasts. She wore stockings with garter belt and fishnets, and matching heels. She looked as if she were passing out. I called her her name from the car stereo. She did not answer right away, so I ordered her to come over to the window. When she came over, she quickly sat down in the chair opposite the window.

I opened the door to the 'walk-in' zone' (as the men there called it) and ordered her to sit down. She sat obediently on the edge of the couch, clutching her collar. I looked at her with intense intensity. I reached down and rubbed my hands over her collar and over the metal, impatient for the moment she was about to suffer another beating. I suddenly felt a sharp pinch on one of her breasts. A loud slap sounded against the back of her head. "The last spanking was some kind of punishment," I said. "It isn't going to be repeated." I looked over the girl's shoulder and across at the stereo. There were several of whacks on the girl's bare breasts, some of which I marked with the riding crop. There were also several whacks on the girl's legs marked with the leather strap. I knew the spanking would be intense, so I didn't let it get too far. I put down the riding crop and turned my attention to the girl's pussy. I took up a position on the east side of the couch by her back. I started kissing the girl's pussy with long slow strokes, and I could feel her pussy tingle and heat up. I slowly eased two of my fingers into the girl's pussy, and I held my fingers firmly and started to work my two fingers in and out. "Oh Sir, I am so sorry. I Will Try My Extreme Luck Again" The girl's apology was more pathetic than sincere.

I put my hand up to my mouth and started to suck the girl's clit. She moved away from me and took my hand away. "Just lie on the couch and use your imagination," I ordered her. She lay on the edge of the couch, on her knees, as she put her hand over her head and closed her eyes. The riding crop came down hard on her ass, and she cried out. It was the harshest of the crop's four herb leaves. She struggled to hold her ground, to keep from raising her head up to strike me. Again, I put down the crop and slapped her ass. She again put her hand up to her mouth to stifle her crying, and again I spanked her. Hard and very stinging, and very painful. She was crying and begging me to stop, but I was not interested. I was having fun, and I was proud of that. The next day, I decided to escalate the pain a bit. I put down the crop and gave the girl five hard whacks on her ass, and she was very severely wounded. Her pussy was badly bruised and her clit was badly swollen. This, combined with the sting of the crop, slowly made her surrender her self and beg for mercy..

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