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Short Story On The Saw Horse

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There I was, on the saw horse. I believe my Master liked that best because I was most helpless and vulnerable on it and I was. Neither my hands nor my feet could touch the floor. The tie straps seemed to stretch my limbs. I was bound securely. My cunt was soaked by the time he had tied me down. Today, he would use the crop for the first time. I didn't know that yet, but he could see my body tremble in anticipation. I wiggled my ass as he slid his hand along it and then down between my thighs, purposely not touching my wet cunt. I whimpered and continued to tremble. I couldn't see the work bench ... on purpose. He picked up a crop and turned back to me. He smacked my ass with it. I grunted in pain as my body shuddered. He smacked my ass again
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