Whips and Chains, Her Master's Command

With her wrists locked in iron manacles and her ankles spread wide, she's utterly at his mercy. He circles her, his voice a low rumble, issuing commands that send shivers down her spine. "Beg for it," he growls, and she does, her voice trembling with desire. He rewards her with a slap of his hand on her pussy, a sharp smack that echoes through the room. She cries out, her body convulsing, but he's just getting started.

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