Luna_Wolf72
CinnaWolf circa 2023
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Dropping the towel, posing in all my curvy glory
Better, sweet one?
Better, sweet one?
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The first ten strikes are delivered to inner and outer thigh. Left then right. A steady rain of flat smacks that echo through my play room. Her legs are marked now, a fire engine red and I grin to myself at the sight. When I finish with the first set, I press down on her shoulders and tug on the rope, dropping her to an inch above the toy.
"Now the nipples, sweet girl."
There is a whistle and a flat cracking sound as the edge of the crop contacts the hardened nubbin of flesh. I am watching her, checking her breathing, checking her eyes, watching for pupil dilation and hyperventilation. Lily has a habit of going so deep that she doesn't really pay attention and I do NOT want her Ma'am upset if I take her too far. So I modify the swings slightly, the pain quick, the smack landing just above, or below, the clamp and weight.
I finish and drop the crop to the floor. My empty right hand delves between her open thighs to check the flow of moisture from her cunt. Two fingers slip inside, thumb finds clit. Presses. Strokes. She feels more than ready. That same hand presses downward again, until her cunt just touches the toy. I tug on the ropes held in my left hand, angling her slightly forward.
"How are you doing?"

