Whip was nice. I, a casting escorts girl, took it in the right hand and whipped a bare buttock of my client. He was now a slave, so he did not have a name or own will – only he had a stop word “Silmarillion” – hard to pronounce and definitely cannot be spoken occasionally.
His butt had small waves caused by the whip. It didn’t satisfy her. She took another one, harder and heavier, took in a hand and hit it on the palm a couple of times.
“Yes, my mistress, punish me, punish me!”
“Shut the fuck up, I didn’t give you the right to speak!” She screamed at him being in the image of a stern mistress.
The whip was lowered by a casting escorts girl on his red buttocks.
“Ahh,” he outspoken, pleased.