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"Hands behind your back I said!". Dana took me roughly back to reality. I immediately followed the instructions and felt how my wrists were tied uncomfortable down with a nylon rope. Likewise, my legs were tied with a nylon rope at the ankles. Then Dana came fully into drive and began to give us instructions.

"Simone, you'll count the blows aloud and say thank after each one. Lisa, you'll stroke her cunt, but she may not come. Keep her always just ahead of the climax. When she comes, you'll regret it." Lisa crept up behind me and soon after, I felt her fingers back and forth to rub on my entrance. Dana stood in front of me and looked once again dismissively handed down on both of us. Now, only the smallest contact in my genital area was to bring me back into the prickly erotic mood. The shackles seemed to me to be like an amplifier, the feeling, to be commited without protection for a punishment, made me instantly hot.

Without warning, Dana slammed me, with a lot of power came a resounding slap, which brought my ears to ring, leaving a red pit on my cheek. "One. Thank you, Lady Dana!". I looked straight ahead and tried to persuade me as little as possible during the next four slaps drove me the tears in my eyes and plunged my face into hot fire. The slaps hurt very much, Dana puts a lot of strength and momentum into their beats. Still I counted with and thanked me well-behaved every time.

Lisa's sensitive petting gave me relief, however, I quickly became wet and felt more strongly the sexual arousal despite of the pain. Lisatook� then two fingers, and I twitched a little. Therefore, Dana slipped while she blows the next slapd and hits a little lower. Again, I thanked her, but this sixth blow was different. As I hit the seventh blow, I realized what it was. The blow heated me. Be punished I felt very clearly, how the pain brought me closer to the abyss of pleasure, I enjoyed the pain, that feeling to be defenseless.

I completely forgot to count. "Well Simone, are you already speechless from pain? Count kindly forward, or we'll start all over again." For the next blow, I thanked her again, and for the second time I became aware of how it excited me. I imagined that I had made a mistake and would therefore now get just my punishment. The poor Lisa did not notice it, but with every stroke and every contact I came through it closer to an orgasm. At the tenth blow, I gasped with delight, which interpreted the other two as pain.

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