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Casimier moved back and surveyed the way he had bound Amber to the “Kneeler.” He enjoyed the way her firm young breasts hung over the top rail of the kneeler, the way the finely wrought chain that connected her nipple clamps dangled. He look forward to how Amber’s breasts and her clamped nipple would sway as he tested and tempted her gorgeous young body.
He savored Amber’s yelp of pain, the way her ravishing young body arched against her bounds, at the first kiss of the ratan cain to her firm young ass. His voice was soft, seductive, as he asked; “Another Amber?”
The question hung between them as Amber gasped, as she breathed through the painful heat in her ass. She did not answer his question, but her traitorous young body did. The first unmistakable musky scent of Amber’s arousal teased Casimier’s nostrils. Her inner thighs grew slick with undeniable wetness from her arousal, to her shame, Amber couldn’t help but grind her center against the kneeler with a low moan.
“I’ll take that as a yes Amber!”
Casimier smiled wickedly. So, this gorgeous young beauty was a natural submissive, and a very naughty young lady, that seemed to enjoy pain as much as pleasure. The next kiss of the ratan cain came quickly and was as sharp as the first. This time though he let time linger before he administering the third kiss of the ratan. The next five blows followed in quick succession, leaving Amber’s firm little ass glowing crimson and her breasts swing, the golden chain tugging at her clamped nipples.
Casimier rested the ratan on Amber’s ass, then slowly her slipped the cain between the ravishing young beauty’s thighs. He slid its knobbed length along the soft moist coral pink lips of her young pussy, each knob along the ratan’s length caressed Amber’s clit.
“More Amber?”
It was not so much a question but a statement of fact. Yet Casimier stilled his hand, this time Amber would have to give voice to her treacherous young body’s needs and desires. He slipped first one nipple clamp from her breasts as her nipple was flooded with blood and excruciating pain. He waited for Amber’s answer as his finger moved to her still clamped nipple.
He savored Amber’s yelp of pain, the way her ravishing young body arched against her bounds, at the first kiss of the ratan cain to her firm young ass. His voice was soft, seductive, as he asked; “Another Amber?”
The question hung between them as Amber gasped, as she breathed through the painful heat in her ass. She did not answer his question, but her traitorous young body did. The first unmistakable musky scent of Amber’s arousal teased Casimier’s nostrils. Her inner thighs grew slick with undeniable wetness from her arousal, to her shame, Amber couldn’t help but grind her center against the kneeler with a low moan.
“I’ll take that as a yes Amber!”
Casimier smiled wickedly. So, this gorgeous young beauty was a natural submissive, and a very naughty young lady, that seemed to enjoy pain as much as pleasure. The next kiss of the ratan cain came quickly and was as sharp as the first. This time though he let time linger before he administering the third kiss of the ratan. The next five blows followed in quick succession, leaving Amber’s firm little ass glowing crimson and her breasts swing, the golden chain tugging at her clamped nipples.
Casimier rested the ratan on Amber’s ass, then slowly her slipped the cain between the ravishing young beauty’s thighs. He slid its knobbed length along the soft moist coral pink lips of her young pussy, each knob along the ratan’s length caressed Amber’s clit.
“More Amber?”
It was not so much a question but a statement of fact. Yet Casimier stilled his hand, this time Amber would have to give voice to her treacherous young body’s needs and desires. He slipped first one nipple clamp from her breasts as her nipple was flooded with blood and excruciating pain. He waited for Amber’s answer as his finger moved to her still clamped nipple.