“See that it doesn’t!” Beverly looked at my balls and then looked me in the eyes suspiciously.
She took a riding crop out of her toy drawer asian boobs.
“No, Mistress, I…” SNAP!
She stopped my excuses by slapping my cock head with the soft leather tip on the crop.
It stung, but my erection just asian boobs bounced once asian boobs and stayed asian boobs strong.
“I didn’t ask your opinion! Now take your punishment like a man!” Beverly stood up and stepped beside asian boobs me, her breast touching my arm as she reached down and held my erection in her left hand.
She used the right hand to asian boobs lay the crop asian boobs across my ass, striking both cheeks.
I winced and grunted.
“Good for you. You didn’t scream. I like that. I’m going to make your cute little butt nice and red asian boobs.” She struck me again, waited about 5 seconds then struck me yet again.
She repeated this from the top of my buttocks to the bottom and across my upper thighs.
My ass felt asian boobs like I was sitting on asphalt on a hot summer day.
“Yes, Mistress,” I replied without hesitation.
It burned asian boobs like hell, but she was right.
My erection was harder than it had been all day.
I knew better than to say anything at all.
She gave me 6 more rapid strokes.
The pain was worse since she was hitting me across my already burning ass.
Then she dropped the crop on the asian boobs bed and sat back down.
“Now I’m going to play with your cock some more. You just keep your mouth shut and don’t cum,” Beverly ordered.
She teased me with her hands and asian boobs mouth in a variety of ways for about 10 minutes.