I squared over her backside and bore down into her ass. Sara began pounding her fist into the carpet, she squealed into my floor, her one foot kicking... I pulled back out. I really wanted to fuck her ass but not at the expense of hurting her. Sara shocked me by begging to be fucked in her ass. I decided to go ahead and would only stop if I heard the word. I leaned over and thrust slow and deep into her. I didn’t stop until I was all the way in. Sara moaned hard. My balance wasn’t great and my. A crisp, dense crack resonated about the room as the leather slapper struck its target for the second time and then a third. Its cruel assault continued, each blow becoming harder until her legs finally began to buckle as her first orgasm erupted, ripping viciously through her entire frame. She threw her head back causing her nipples to wrench savagely against the clamps before a trail of barely coherent expletives spewed uncontrollably from her trembling lips. Her tears of pleasure and pain. And with that I got dressed and left.I stood around for 5 minutes before texting my mate, asking him where he was. He replied by saying "Inside, where else would I be?" I thought to my self that this was rather odd as the shed was always locked, but "what the heck?" I thought to myself, and stepped inside. It was pitch black, and I called his name, then all I could hear was heavy breathing, I told him not to joke with me like that when all of a sudden a hand, wrapped in a material, soaked in. The views and opinions of characters in the story do not reflect those of the author. The author does not condone the actions described in the story. All characters are over eighteen.Warnings: This story contains irresponsible parenting, themes of incest, body swapping, age differences, and swearing. This story contains a depiction of drink spiking.A/N: I reformatted this one from a different editor. Apologies if it feels a bit choppy.(Also, I don't own the cover image).*****If you happened to.