Tied up and drilled hard(3)

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The pressure on the back of her head disappeared as he took another heavy swipe at her rear, this time with the shaft of the crop across both of her cheeks. She tried fiercely to bite into the material in her face to withhold the erupting scream as much as she could, but there was no purchase to be gained. Thankfully she was pushed back in as it ripped through her throat. She felt him grow close to her ear. "Good girl." He whispered sweetly. Her whole body shivered. He stood again. "As you wish, princess." He prepared himself for what he was about to do, grabbing a chunk of the ice he had sent for and strengthening his grip on the crop, breathing deeply. He swung, lighter this time, but forceful enough to produce a loud snap. Before she could even finish her groan, he was already swing

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