I dug my fingernails into his back, and he groweled at me in pain.I dug my fingernails into his back, and he groweled at me in pain. In response he grabbed my hair and yanked my head back, burying his head in my neck. I struggled with his hands, and he finally captured mine in one of his. He picked up his whip from the floor where he dropped it. I felt a rush of fright and anticipation when the thought of him using it on me came to mind. But he took the whip and tied my hands above my head to the bed post. Whimpers escaped me as he ripped open the bodice of my riding gown, and began to ravage my breasts. |