But were those tiny pleasures enough?
If only she could have just a minute or two to let her body ease into the hard extremes, but Lionel gave her no such luxury. He understood her turmoil. He knew the desire in this wide-eyed innocent. He’d seen that desire often enough in masochistic females. And now, he used both that turmoil and her desire to manipulate the pretty blonde to the very edge where his inner demons reveled in their dark pursuits.
For several minutes, the brutal assault on her ass—which expanded to her shoulders and back and her n*****s when he clipped them with serrated clamps—became a nightmare with no end in sight. Delirious, her ravaged mind sought answers, but she became too distraught to even think. Then, suddenly, Lionel stopped the beating and landed the final blow
