<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=89699.msg4057044#msg4057044">Quote from: The Fifth Master on 27-12-2010, 18:30:28</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Vern ~ with Evie</strong><br/><br/>Vern turned her head loose and stepped back. The whip dragged across the floor for a few moments before he snapped it out. The thin angry line marked the length of her back from shoulder blade to shoulder blade. <br/><br/>"Tell me you love it. Tell me you want more!!" Vern growled and brought the whip smashing across her back.<br/><br/>He was going to welt her. Streak her back in lines that looked like waffling on a good steak cooked at a five star restaurant. He moved around to make sure he didn't miss any spots. Every cell in her back would throb with heat. <br/><br/>He stopped every so often, randomly, to shove the hilt of that whip against her slit. Scrape her sex from her clit to the crack of her ass then lay another couple of lines on her tender muscles. Loving the sounds she made as he beat her.<br/><br/>He'd turn her over soon. The irons in the brazier almost white hot by now. He'd cook that flesh as he fuck her. Nothin was too good for this cunt. Nothin.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><strong>Evie with Vern</strong><br/><br/>"I love it, I want more, I want to mark my back like a cherry" she screamed needing him to totally own her arse.  "Please Master, please"<br/><br/>Then he really got going on her, she started with whimpers, with moans and groans but as he heated her, stripped her back she screamed she cried, she begged him to stop but she really wanted more.  She felt him rub the handle of the whip against her and that enflamed her more.<br/><br/>She could feel the heat from the coals, from the brazier.  Even at the distance it was close enough to make her skin smart.  She knew when he branded her tits that would hurt, but she also knew it marked her as his....and that sent a ripple of pure lust through her.  The pain on her back was something she woudl ahve to get used too.  She had a feeling pain was something he would enjoy inflicting on her......often...<br/><br/>She was gasping, panting when he finally stopped, and turned her.  As her back hit the ground she screamed, it hurt, the waves of sheer pain rushed through her, but surprisingly her cunt got wetter and she knew she would crave the pain as well as the pleasure....if not more!!!<br/><br/>"Please Master, I wan you to fuck me so hard, I want to be yours.  You bitch, owned..." she whispered, knowing this would be something she would<br/>never forget.  After this she would be his always...<br/>