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gothikbutterfly -> Bound (2/24/2011 12:52:09 PM)
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She opened her eyes but couldn’t see. She tried to move but couldn’t place one foot in front of the other. A rattle of chains registered somewhere in her subconscious, a cold breeze rippling across her pale skin, making her shiver. Suddenly, a bright light blinded her. As her eyes adjusted to her surroundings, she realized she was bound, her arms high over her head. A masked man entered the room holding a whip. She began to struggle and strain against her restraints as he approached her and stood before her. “It’s only going to make it worse if you struggle. The restraints get tighter the more you move.” He hissed in her ear. “I’m going to enjoy this.” He let out a sadistic laugh as he began to whip her. THWACK! A searing pain shot through her ass. She whimpered and began to struggle again. “HOLD STILL!” he shouted and brought the whip down across her ass again. THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! She screamed and twisted against her restraints. A calloused hand wrapped around her swan-like neck. “If you don’t hold still, the strokes of my whip will come with more force. I suggest that you do what you’re told.” A string of spit issued from her mouth and hit the masked man in the eye. He growled angrily and brought the whip down hard over and over. She screamed in agony and writhed with each stroke. “You brought all this on girl. If you can’t take it, don’t dish it OUT!” with the last word, he let the whip fall on her ass, letting the crack echo through the chamber.
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