"I deserve it all and much more. And i am grateful for my chastisement."I was being punished because i dropped a bottle of whiskey and it went into fr...gments, its precious content going out on the ground. "OK, I continue beating you. But i will use an implement."She produced a riding crop, nicknamed by her as Lilith. It is the name of a female demon. I was punished with it before. She cracked it in the air, then cracked it across my bare breasts. I moaned. "Well, bitch, how do you like it?". I slide it in until it stops, leaving a bit of exposed for me to ‘bump’ as my cock enters your pussy.I lube your pussy inside and out and push you back and let you swing back to me my cock sliding past your lips and into the depths of your pussy, only to push you back and let you swing onto my cock again, bumping the plug in your ass a bit.I’m needing more so I hold you still and rabbit fuck you with a very fast flurry of thrusts, before pushing you back, and letting you swing into me once. You push it in just a little then plunge in to me all the way. I scream out at the feeling of you filling me up, stretching me to fit you. "God you're always so tight," you breath in my ear. You pull out almost all the way and ram back in again. I meet your every thrust with my hips. I wrap my legs around your back to pull you closer to me: my hands on your back, my nails digging in. You move and pin my hands above my head. You suck my nipples as you continue to thrust deep into me. I can feel. The next day I stayed home to rest. When Bimla came to work, she locked the door behind her, and asked how my back was. I was fine by then, but I moaned and groaned and said it still hurt. She said she would put the balm on me again. After work finished, she came to where I was lying, waiting for her, and she started off right away. This time again she asked me how much lower she should go, and I kept telling her to go lower and lower. She massaged and squeezed my bottom, but after a while she.