Harry immediately relaxed his grip, grinning triumphantly. rrrrrrrhhhhh,” Yvonne’s choked howl of agony came from beneath her gag. He quickly typed a reply, addressing Yvonne as “you dirty slut”, and asking for more detail on what she meant. Whack, whack, whack. Harry looked down at her with his cock disappearing between those lovely sensuous lips. Harry immediately relaxed his grip, grinning triumphantly. She was whimpering with the pain but unhesitatingly replied with a softly spoken “yes” in answer to Harry’s question. He hadn’t really been sure whether she would actually survive, but seeing that she had, he was pleased that he wouldn’t have the annoyance of needing to dispose of her body. “I’m going to give you a really brutal fucking thrashing you dirty, fucking, whore-cunt,” he gloated sadistically, and he now began to pull Yvonne so as to be laying across his knees. The leather lash pounding into them would surely cause her some fantastic pain and misery he gloatingly thought to himself as he once more took aim at his victim’s body.
