Jenn closed her eyes, taking a shuddering breath as her ankles were locked into place. Even if she had wanted to escape him, she couldn't now. She was his, to do with as he pleased and there was nothing she could do about it. Not that she could have bared to try and resist him, it wasn't in her nature.
Her eyes opened slowly as he spoke, every word the gospel truth. A filthy little slut, her center ached in agreement. Desperate, she trembled as he continued and moaned as the whip toyed with her clit and sent shivers of pleasure through her. </i>A hungry little bitch</i>, what wouldn't she give to be fucked right now? By her Master, by him, by anyone...
"Y...yes, Sir... nothing but a hungry little bitch..." she whispered through the moans that tumbled from her lips. Her bottom lip quivered as he left a trail of her arousal from her cheek down to her cunt. Fresh tears welled in her eyes. He understood her. He knew her very soul.