Master Spanks His Hot Masochistic Slave With A Riding Crop

She thinks this is a fucking joke.

Think this is a game, bitch?

Mm-hmm.

No, no, master.

See what I have to fucking deal with here?

Little fucking bitch.

You laugh at me while I'm torturing you.

I don't laugh at you.

Well, I guess I'll just have to up the ante, won't I?

I heard a song the other day.

Someone recommended it.

It's called something like, "Ride My Horse."

No.

That wasn't it.

What was it?

Oh, yeah.

Pony!

It's funny.

I did this one lighter, but it seemed to hurt more.

Probably because of the buildup from one thing to the next in the anticipation.

Turn on your other side, please.

You can't do that.

You can't hear it, though.

Really?

Really?

This hurts?

It's all in your fucking head, isn't it?

What if I did your feet?

I can try.

Green or red?

How's that?

It's also good.

Green?

It's a pretty good whore, this one.

I like her.

I keep on dishing it out.

She just keeps on taking it like a pro, even though it's her first fucking time.

You like that?

How's that feel?

Pretty soon, I'm going to fucking **** you.

What do you think of that?

You want it?

You want me to **** you?

I guess it's not ****, then, is it?

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