The cane – counting strokes

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This fabulous sexy snippet about the cane is written by Sirensgrace from Fetlife, and it’s read here by Girl on the Net. The cane lands across my ass with a sharp crack, pushing a moan from my lips. “I’m recording this, you know.” He says softly in my ear. “Because if you’re going to touch yourself without permission, then the whole world ought to know what a slut you really are.” I feel my cheeks flooding with heat – both sets, truthfully – as His words stir up feelings of needy humiliation. CRACK! Again. “Start counting,” He orders, and I do, my voice quavering by the time the twelfth stroke lands on my round, stinging ass. Then He nudges my legs apart, the camera getting a full on view of my glistening pussy. He drags his fingers through the puddle between my lips, then smears it across my face, finally plunging his fingers deep into my mouth for me to suck clean. “Such a whore,” He says with relish. “But you’re my whore.” With that, he flips me over onto my back, and without missing a beat, presses a vibrator to my clit . I moan, and pant, and start begging incoherently when He turns it up to the highest setting. “Oh please Sir please Sir please please please Sir please! Please I need to cum!” “No.” His voice is as calm and measured as if we were discussing the weather, my desperation coating His fingers as he pushes them deep into my cunt. Plunging them in, then out, once, twice, and on the third time… “Cum!” And I scream. He turns the vibe back down to the lowest setting and keeps it against me as my orgasm subsides. Then he leans over to kiss me lingeringly on the lips. “Good girl.” He whispers, and I melt.