<strong>Evie with the Bastard Vern</strong><br/><br/>She hissed as he struck her thighs with the whip, "bastard" she groaned as the pain melted through her.  She gripped the two metal rings that were embedded into the floor, her body churning with so many feelings.  She watched him as he moved to her, his foot pressing her arm into the ground, securing her there.  He did both and she pulled on them, testing the restriants.  She was secured tightly, she couldnt get her hands free even if she wanted too...and she didnt want too.  She was ignited, on fire for this man who would terrify her, hurt her and take what he wanted leaving her gasping....<br/><br/>And wanting more!!!<br/><br/>She looked up at him as he stood over her, his heavy boots each side of her head.  She trembled as he suddenly whipped her, her cunt exploding in pain, making her scream and writhe.  He did it again and again.  She writhed, thrashing on the floor as he beat her cunt until it felt as if it was on fire, burning with need and wanton desire.  She thrashed around, moving her hips, the fire burning out of control.<br/><br/>"Please please yes, hurt me, pleas eplease hurt me Master" she gasped, "thank you, thank you for this, do more, hurt me, make me yours and yours alone" she begged him, pulling on the chains and arching towards him.  She wanted the pain, needed it in some ways...Evie was lost, he was the only one who could give her what she needed.<br/>