I begged him not to punish me.  Yet, Sir remained obdurate that I was letting my spirited nature get the best of me.  He obdurately maintained that I needed a reminder of my place in our relationship.  So, despite my pleas and protests, I soon found myself suspended upside down by my ankles, my wrists bound and secured to my lower back.  Sir circled me, smacking the riding crop against his own leg.  He was building the anticipation within my belly and pussy.  Then he began to use that evil implement on my pussy and breasts.

Zesty Zoey

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