Cathan waited until she was drawing breath to release another shriek and then he hit her again on the same tit. “Why are you doing this to me?”
“Because I can.” Cathan turned round and took something from the table. XXNX Taking a riding crop from the table he focused his attention on her ass and thighs, hitting her with enough force to cause her to feel it but not enough to cause pain yet. He imagined what it would be like to run his hand over her soft golden curves and pull off her panties (or was she wearing a thong?). He was in heaven. As she was reaching upwards it strained up under her small breasts and framed them perfectly for him. He lashed her right tit, giving it the same treatment – 4 hard and heavy strokes, each one in the same place.
