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"Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" she screamed long and hard, making my ears ring. Three angry red welts were already appearing on her flesh, only seconds after her first stroke. "Now, weôre going to play a game" I said, "you get twenty lashes across your arse and legs, and youôre going to count every one out loud. Forget to count and we start again understand?" I bought the whip down again, this time across the back of her thighs, bringing another scream, no less powerful than the last, then another and another. "Hello? Lauren? Youôre not counting are you? I asked Laurenôs lips moved as though she was trying to mumble something, but she didnôt answer. Once again I stepped back, winding up into an almighty blow, aiming right for her exposed pussy. The metal balls on the end of each chain landed square against her reddened slit, bringing a cry of the most unbelievable pain from Lauren, yet there was no counting. I decided to press on regardless, and whipped her again and again, criss crossing her legs, pussy lips and arse with blow after torturous blow of pain. For the first dozen she squirmed and writhed beneath my administrations, trying in vain to escape the biting pain I was giving her. Small rivulets of blood trickled down her legs and across her arse, staining the white sheets where they fell.
Since Lauren hadnôt bothered to count, I had administered enough blows to make my arm numb, and looking at her quivering, bleeding body, I had only enough time to hope I hadnôt damaged her too badly, before I realised my cock was about to explode. Well, tied in that position with her cute little arse in the air, I just had to stick my cock into her again, so I climbed up onto the bed and stood over her, bending her knees to line my dick up against her arse hole. She was tight too, and I had to really put some weight behind it to open her hole up, stretching it. She started moaning in pain again, but I think she was just too tired and hoarse to make much noise.