This b-bitch needs seventeen more spankings,” she sobbed. Porn vedio Gardenia’s ass grew brighter and brighter, her squeals louder and louder. My ponies made good time with encouragement from my whip licking their cute asses. Crack! “How do bitches walk, Cuntlapper?”
“I don’t know,” she mumbled. I want her trained as a bitch.”
“Of course, Mistress.” I stood up and walked over to a shelf and found a dog collar and leash. The humiliation and shame mixed with the pleasure and pain. “Good girl,” I cooed and petted her hair. “Yes, Madam,” she moaned. I had been a stewardess then. She was the first woman to ever dominate me. Every time I stared at it, I remembered our passionate affair that weekend forty-years ago. Gardenia sobbed her count, and I glanced at Diane. “You like that, bitch?” I asked, standing in front of her. When the stream died down, Cuntlapper licked Diane’s pussy clean. Crack! My bitches were strong, they exercised daily, and they easily dragged her to the spanking bench and bent her over the hard wood.
