“No chance. If I remove your corset, we’ll lose all the progress we’ve already made. The shoes you’ll wear for taking them off without asking permission. Weren’t you supposed to remind me of something?” she asked.
Despondently I said, “I’m supposed to remind you to give me five with the crop.”
“Excellent,” she said. “Wait here for a minute.” I stood there while she went and retrieved her riding crop. She sat on the edge of the bed and said, “over you go.” She had me lie across her legs. She lifted my nightgown exposing me. Without any warning she gave me five hard swats on my abused butt with the crop. She had me in tears again. Damn that thing hurt and she really knew how to use it. She stood me up and wiped the tears from my eyes. Without saying anything, she pushed me back on her bed and scooted me up toward the headboard. She opened her bedside table and produced two pairs of handcuffs. I was quickly secured so that I was flat on my back with my hands secured over my head.
“Here’s another game I like to play. You’re going to lick my pussy. If I like what you are doing, I’ll moan and groan. If I don’t like what you are doing or if I get tired of it, I’ll swat you with the crop. I think you’ll find that you will be a very inventive lover.”
Without further warning she lifted her bottom and sat on my face. All I could see was that she was wearing black stockings with a garter belt and a black thong. I went to work as best as I could around and through the thong. She helped me a bit by using my hair as reins and steering my head to where she wanted me to lick. She only used the crop a few times, and it was not very hard. She had me lick her to several orgasms. My poor penis was doing its best to overcome the constraints of the chastity tube, but it was to no avail.
Finally she scooted back and collapsed on top of me. She kissed me deeply and worked on my neck, shoulders and ears.
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