Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Andy's Films ❯ The Whipping ( Chapter 35 )

The Whipping

A man with no shirt on sat in a black leather lounge chair. He only has on dirty jeans and a black cowboy hat. He lit up a cigarette and took a smoke. Across from him stood a small blonde woman. Her hair was in two long ponytails. She rubbed on her right arm. The man took a drag of his cigarette.

"Take off your dress," he said. There is nothing in his tone. The woman takes off her pale yellow dress. She tossed it to the floor. She only had on white bra and panties. The man flicked out his ashes on his cigarette.

"Assume the position," he said. The woman turned and walked up to the whipping post. She slid her arms into the hanging leather straps. The man stood up and tightened them. He turned and walked out of the room. The woman turned and tried to look at what he was doing.

"Face forward!" he shouted. The woman turned head forward.

Some time passes.

The man comes back into the room with some tools in his hand. Actually, there are two items. He walked up to the woman. Her body tensed up. He rubbed on her back for a moment.

"Shhh. Shhh. Shhh," he whispered. The woman's body relaxed. The man quickly gagged her up. She didn't get time to respond. The man took a step back and held up a whip in his hand.

Whack!

The woman screamed through her gag. The man smirked to himself. He drew back his hand for another whip.

Whack! Whack! Whack!

Her muzzled screaming made him hot. The more he whipped, the bigger the tent in his pants got.

"Yes! Scream for me, bitch!" he shouted.

Whack! Whack! Whack!

The man threw back his head and laughed. The whipping got faster. Just nine more times.

Nine... Eight... Seven...

Whack! Whack! Whack!

The man unzipped his jeans and whipped out his erect cock.

Six... Five.... Four...

Whack! Whack! Whack!

He started stroking himself as he whipped her. (That in itself was a skill on its own. Ian had to get in really close with the camera for a look.)

Three... Two...

Whack!

"One!" he shouted. The man threw back his head and came. The woman's body slumped in the cuffs. She hung there, panting. The man turned to the camera and smirked. He winked at the camera before the film cuts.