She tried, she really did. Slipping out of her mouth, dribbling over her lip, clinging to her as if for her own sake, then giving in to gravity... falling, landing with a splat on the cold concrete floor. She looked down in disbelief. She was always able to take every drop of his cum, but this time, whether it was because of his time spent away, or perhaps he wanted her more than usual, she was unable to swallow that last drop. As he pulled his still pulsing cock from between her lips and glared down at her, she raised her eyes to his beneath lowered lashes. She knew what would come next. "What was that? Tell me slut!" He growled down at her as she knelt bound, wrists to ankles, on the floor. "Did you let a precious drop out? Is that how you repay my kindness!!?" He was furious, his dark eyes burning with anger.
She trembled and spoke, "Sir, I am sorry, Sir! I don't know what happened! Please!"
He yanked her hair back so that she was forced to put pressure painfully on her already strained arms and knees. "Now, my cum slut. You know what will happen now....don't you?" His eyes held a dangerous glint.
"Yes, Sir," she replied. "Use me as you will."
He pushed her to the side so that she was prone on the hard ground. Striding across the cold floor, his steps echoing, he walked to a table draped in cloth took something in his hand. The light was dim, and she could not see what it was until he came closer. The light glinted of the blade of a large knife, and the shock in her eyes was apparent. He knelt beside her, slowly running the blunt edge and the flat of the blade down her skin, pressing the cold metal to her hot, hard nipples. With a sudden movement he cut the ropes binding her wrists and ankles. Though he left the thick leather cuffs on her arms, he freed her legs and reached out to pinch a pink nipple tightly in his thumb and fore-finger. He pulled upwards forcing her to stand and let her by the breast to the wall. Her wrists were unbound, but his strong grip on her arm warned her to stay put. He pulled her arms in front of her, fastened the cuffs, thrust her arms upward and clipped them to a ring hanging from the ceiling. Then, bending to the floor her cuffed her legs to the shackles in the wall.
Now she was spread before him, open and dripping, her arms stretched about her, thrusting her tits outward, her body his to abuse as he saw fit. He stripped off his black T-shirt, exposing his hard chest and the tattoo about his right pec. His muscles rippled as he drew back his arm, a firm grip on the leather flogger. Her eyes were opened wide in anticipation and terror, her gasps smothered by the cloth gag at her mouth. She tensed, anticipating his strike, but when the blow came he merely flicked the ends over her nipples, down her stomach and across her steaming cunt. She let loose a sigh of relief. Too quickly she was brought to harsh reality as his second stroke burned a mark across her breasts. The third came mildly, striking her inner thighs. A fourth, from nowhere, caught her soundly on her clit causing a muffled scream. It went on, light strokes, heavy blows; never knowing what would come next. Her breathing escalated, her chest heaving and her cunt began to throb with pain and pleasure.
Striding over to her as she hung limply from her bonds he looked at her. After her breathing settled again, he spoke, "I'm not done with you my little slut." She cast her gaze down to the concrete below her that was wet with sweat and her own sex. He lowered her arms and released her ankles. Drawing her over to a makeshift bench, he shoved her face down onto the hard wood. He bound her feet roughly to the legs of the bench at an angle, and then pulled her forward, binding her arms to a ring in the wall. She was outstretched, head and breasts hanging over the edge of the bench, her legs wide and her pussy exposed to his harsh gaze. Smacking her ass with the flat of his hand he reminded her of the simple rule, "You will swallow every drop. Cum Slut! You will swallow every steaming morsel of my hot spurt deep into your throat. You WILL taste ME!" His words were accentuated by the stinging bite of his hand. Usually he would knead the pain away, but instead he let it build and intensify. Reaching out with his free hand he whipped the gag off of her mouth. "Now, Slut! What did I say?"
Choking on her breath she gasped as his hand bit into her ass and she struggled to speak, "I will taste you Sir! I will not waste a drop!" His hand pinched her ass hard and the pain went straight to her center.
"Beg for my cock, Slut! Beg!" He continued to pinch and spank her ass. The burning pain spread outward making her body tingle. Through the pain the pleasure was beginning.
"Please, Sir!" she yelped, "I need your cock." He slapped her cunt hard. Her body bucked against the wood. "Please, Sir! Please!" Her breathing came in harsh gasps, her pussy wet and dripping from being slapped mercilessly.
