Tender Heart High Ten - Final

Tender Heart High Ten – Final1

Prepared as he was, he never expected it to go this far.2

He watched as her pussy contracted, juices pouring from its tightness. Aching, begging to be thrashed by his power.3

He held the sizzling hot whip in his hand, aiming hard not to feel the burning sensation on his skin, as he flicked it, cracking it violently on the bed head as a warning to her. The sound was almost to stimulating, and he had to keep his cool so that he could enjoy feeling her pain. Feeling is as it slithered from her every pour, sweat surrounding her until she could scream, and cry no more.4

The thick cat-o-line brushed against the bed head, as he walked over to were she was lying, and ran its tails slowly down her silken body.5

Immediately she withered in agony as the hot leather glided sensually across her skin. From the base of her swollen, needing breast, right down her stomach, until he reached her pleasure dome. 6

She flinched, he could see her lips curling, as she bit had on her lips trying to disguise the pain she was in. He had left a trace, he could see light burn marks indented in her skin. 7

The thrill of seeing her body tampered with, her beautiful virgin skin tainted with the slightest degree of pain, under his infliction caused more than a stir. It was at that moment all thoughts of maybe taking her lightly for her first time were extinguished, as he dragged the whip across the lips of her pussy. His body shuddering in wanton.8

Taking the whip, he held it high in the air, the tails swinging loosely, burning his own skin. Though he ignored the pain swelling in himself, as he the tails aside. Swiftly he thrashed the whip across her walls. Hard and fast, watching as she screamed in anguish.9

She moaned, longing for more than he was offering. She wanted him to part her walls, and wound her clit. She wanted real pain. She needed it to take away the aching anger that was now beginning to swell with his slow, torturous actions.10

As if reading her mind he chuckled away to himself, letting the tails explore her outer pussy, before he raised the whip high in the air, swiftly again, trashing her walls, this time sparking a nerve.11

“OH...FUCK...” she screamed, her hand squirming to rub the painful stinging sensation away.
She had mad a mistake. Again, she had been foolish, she had not remained silent.12

Merciless washed over him, brutality became his only means of making her see, making her hear his action. Bending down he pulled open her pussy lips viciously, his nails tearing deep within her skin, tearing away a few small hairs that grew on her walls. He dug deep with his fingers, deep until he could no longer push them any further and began to roughly scratch at her deepness.13

“Why must you disobey me my love? do you not heed my warnings,” he coldly asked, Pulling his fingers out to shove the harsh leather handle of the whip deep inside her, right till he could feel no more. 14

This time she knew well not to speak. She had been foolish once again. It would seem stupid to disobey him, only this time she could feel him doing real damage. He was pushing it further than it should allow, and it was no longer pleasurable pain, but an immense pain, that slithered to her bladder and beyond.15

“I want you to answer me now,” he growled, forcing it harder. Back and forth, probing her senseless. He reached for her inner thigh, grabbing hold of her flesh, and dug his nails deep, dragging along the line of her thighs.16

“I'm sorry master, I am sorry please forgive me.”17

Booming with laughter he pressed it faster, raping her with the handle, faster, harsher, making sure she could feel it grinding and rotating against her aching walls.18

“Forgive you, my dear you are my slave, you will not be forgiven that easy, you must beg me for more, or suffer the consequences of your actions, and heed this warning you will not find pleasure in my next inducement. Now beg me to rape you with this whip, I want you to scream for me, cry for me, I want you to need it, crave it, enjoy it, love the pain.”19

Nodding she tried, her breath becoming short. She felt a lot of pressure on her bowls as he continued his mission of domination, suddenly she felt an overwhelming feeling, a build up of juices leaking as he drew it out, and shoved it back in with ease.20

He felt the wetness on his hands, dripping, white liquid in masses down her walls, onto the sheets, soaking the handle of the whip.21

His eyes grew wide as he savagely pushed it in so hard he felt something break.22

“Beg for me to stop,” he ordered, his fingernails coated with torn skin and blood.23

“STOP...PLEASE...MORE...STOP...”24

Breathing heavily she moaned, screaming, crying, pulling violently at the handcuffs, ripping the skin around her wrist. Shaking her legs, flicking, trying to kick him of as he slowly, and harshly pulled the handle out of her pussy. 25

As he let out, she buckled under her new found freedom, sending a shower of white, warm liquid squirting everywhere around them. More and more it came, as if she were showering him with her heavenly cum. 26

He touched he clit lightly, humorously flicking it as more juices squirted and soaked into the sheets, creating a pool full of nectar around her red, raw pussy. The more he teased the more sensitive she got.27

Coughing, and gasping for air, she shivered. The mass of cum, blood and juices made her more aroused than ever before. She had got her release. He had broken her into pieces. Caused her to feel more pain than she ever could imagine, and despite the sexual, carnal approach he had taken, she was so thankful that it was finally over, and that she could rest in the exhausted state that she was in.28

Stroking her hair he pulled of her blindfold, finally letting her see what a mess she had made. How proud she had made him. Her dirty slave, for all it was worth, she had done so well for her first time. It only made him love her more.29

“Your a dirty, fucking daddy's girl aren't you baby,” he purred, his hand wrapped tightly around his cock, his free hand playing with her clit, he wanted to enjoy this moment of glory.30

Nodding she smiled, taking control of her breaths, stabilizing herself.31

“Thank you,” she said looking him lovingly in the eyes. Her heart now back to its normal rate of excitement.32

She grinned, still with carnal pleasure in his eyes.33

“For what my love.”34

“For giving me this pleasure, for giving me the perfect birthday present, and for finally letting me go.”35

Laughing he continued to stroke his cock, making her watch him, little did she know he had other plans.36

“I'm glad you enjoyed your birthday, it means the world to me, but baby; this is very far from being over.”37

To be continued...