Vulpine Methodology
When the pain of the second blow subsided enough for theo to open his eyes, he could see the clear marks of the riding crop over his dark red erection.
N/C training...the story...what happened next...
Another touch of the crop made the horse's balls pull up to get away from the pain only to get smacked again when 13 hit him on the lower end of his cock.
The Pleasure Cruise
Made of pure leather, it was a sight to behold; who could resist using such an impressive riding crop, made for pleasure and pain, the perfect mix?
The new herd stallion...
And he leaped forwards, whinnying in pain as that riding crop smacked his naked ass. cameron spun in place smacking and slashing that long whippy riding crop over those sleek round ass cheeks wildly. "what... what do you have to say?"
How the Princess met the Punk
Delighted the lion wasn't a runner, jovi rubbed the crop against the tan-colored furry cheek. "oh, we're not in detention. knox, is it? tell me, what do you do for a living?" every effort to look away was met with failure and the sting of jovi's crop.
Crack The Whip
_" smacking him hard between the eyes with the crop. amistad reared up, kicking forward with his forelegs. one of his heavy hooves hit the trainer, knocking her down to the ground.
Musk
I pause, perk my ears forward as passive-aggressively as i can and empty the contents of my hand onto his lap, except the crop, the crop i bring out on the other side so he can see it when his attention turns back to me.
Musk
I pause, perk my ears forward as passive-aggressively as i can and empty the contents of my hand onto his lap, except the crop, the crop i bring out on the other side so he can see it when his attention turns back to me.
Jake's Dungeon
Chance looked over his shoulder, gulping nervously when jake slowly drew the crop over his plump, furry ass. jake ignored chance's pleading and gave him a couple of soft, teasing taps with the crop before raising it up high.
A Slave Begins
The wolf hesitated a minute, watching the crop swing about. "v...vanamee." he answered. no sooner had the words left his mouth than the cat brought the crop down, smacking the young wolf's exposed testicles, bringing a loud yelp out of him.
Break The Whip
Madame french patted the riding crop against her hand expectantly. she watched the horse being led into the training area - a fenced ring filled with sand.
Predator becomes Prey - The quiet ones
She smiled up at him, placing the crop down beside her on the bed. "so did you just bring me here to beat the shit out of me...mistress?" allan quickly corrected himself as soon as he saw the ewe reaching for her crop again.