Just an excerpt:
With slow regular swings you bring the paddle crashing down upon her ass, watching it clench desperately around the thick plug as her hips roll. Each stroke pushes her back, bending her so her sex is even more exposed and the flat leather coated tool begins to slap wetly against her sex, the raised welted lines burning agonizingly against the slick leather. She cries out again and you release her left nipple and move your hand to the other breast, pulling the wooden clothespin off the delicate nub. Breanne yelps as the clamp falls on the floor and you grab hold of her teat, pinching and pulling as the paddle continues a steady beat against her rear.
Her hips thrust backward, almost meeting your strokes as her body tingles and the lines between pain and pleasure blur into meaningless haze. You release her breast and grab hold of the plug, twisting the base back and forth like a washing machine, working it in and out. You tug it partially free of her ass and then lift the paddle again, smashing it back deeply into her body with a painful smack that makes her cry out, arching her back and standing on tip toe.
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