<br/><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/><br/>