An Unforgettable Birthday
"i'm going to start with whipping your sorry ass... i hate loose pussies and asses, so i probably won't rape you... yet." he grinned, and brought the belt down. the sound of leather impacting skin cracked and echoed through the house.
Office Stress 7 - Upper Management
Another followed without respite, whipping from the opposite way. the leather whip snapped across the backs of his thighs, twice, and then across his calves. his boss whipped his naked rear again, leaving long hot red streaks in his pale skin.
After Party 8 - The Punishment
"the more you yell, the harder i hit," he told john, and whipped him again. john remained silent. he started to shake as he held in his pain. a single tear fell and landed on the bed. "oh sweetie, is the whip too much for you?"
Abduction
Eben nodded to dmitri, and the big wolf uncurled the thick, black whip he'd been flexing between his fingers.
Castle Bondage
A thin line of red stands out on her left tit, and the whip is back again, flogging her breasts, her stomach, her sides, her thighs. champota hauls back the leather strap and lets its bloodstained coils fall to the floor.
Ebony Memories: No regrets
Author's Note: Consider this fair warning. This story is by far the darkest I have ever written and the ensuing chapters will only get worse. This story depicts the Origin's of Sparkle and Spice's abilities and how they came to be whom they are. The...
Tell The Truth
"feel free to grab a whip if you want" she said, grinning. "jenny's in no position to stop you." the dragoness shook her head at the offer of a whip, but rose from her throne and approached the pair. "why... why _are_ you still working, jen?"
Kept Back
While she talked she wove the whip around his leg and between his butt cheeks. "but males were strong back then, not weak kittens like we have today." she pulled hard on the whip and it burned a line around his thigh and under his balls.
A war's first casualty
While the sergal's whip kept dancing on his rear and thighs again and again, for minutes to come that seemed like years to him. finally, like what seemed like hours to him, the brute put his whip down and stepping aside.
Bullwhipped
Your mistress swings the whip again and the growing pain matches the well of tears streaming from your eyes.
CH8
, the hyena growled, cracking the whip against the lioness's ass again. "ahh!", the lioness cried, squirming against the ropes that bound her to the bench.
Sweet Revenge
Before the tiger could adjust to the buzzing in his rear end, the bear cub had picked up her whip again, this time giving the tiger's back several lashes.