A client booked an hour with him and his friend. After they both paid me and we were all undressed I tied my client’s hands behind his back. I grabbed him by the hair and threw him onto the bed. I took my riding crop, raised it in the air, and brought it down as hard as I could onto his ass. His friend was sitting on the loveseat stroking himself. I started stroking my client with the riding crop. I gave his friend a wink before quickly slapping the client’s ass again. I spread his legs and slapped his balls repeatedly. He grunted in pain. I loved hearing his agony so much. I grabbed his hair again and pulled his head back as far as I could and continued beating him as hard as I could. I was sure the neighbors heard the pain he was in.
Eventually his friend got up and roughly shoved my client onto his back. He pulled me to him, both of us on our knees above my client. The friend kissed and sucked my neck as I stared into my client’s eyes. I couldn’t see his cock but I knew he was hard for me. I could see in his face he wished he was the one touching me.
I groaned when the friend entered my pussy. I was already soaked. He fucked me as hard as he could as I kissed and sucked his neck, still staring at the lonely man below us. When the friend came he did so with one last hard thrust into me.
The friend laid down on the bed and I hovered over my client. He looked like he was in awe. My fingers danced down his torso until his cock was throbbing painfully in my hand. I told him to beg me. He degraded himself so quickly. He kept begging as I stroked him. Even as he came he still tried to form the words. He was such a good boy.
