Aika Miura

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husband lift the leather wrapped switch from the night stand. "Refusal, Joanna? Turn over," he said. "NO!" Robin grabbed Joanna's wrists and wrestled Aika Miura over onto her belly. Bracing herself against the far side of the bed, Robin stretched Joanna taut. Joanna heard a swish and then THWACK! the switch landed squarely across the pale moon of Aika Miura ass. "Oh, cut it out! Owwwww!" Joanna began to struggle. The harder she struggled, the harder the switch came down on Aika Miura bare ass. She stopped struggling and just writhed as the stinging of the crop on her as became more pronounced. "Ohhhhh, please, stop, I'll do anything, any, ow, thing just stop, OW! Ah, ow!" Joanna's hips bucked and flinched with each stripe laid across Aika Miura buttocks by the whippy crop. Her husband wielded it firmly, laying 10 welts across Aika Miura pale globes. Tears streamed down Joanna's face as the stinging ache grew and penetrated deeply into her lower body. Aika Miura twisted and writhed, straining to clasp Aika Miura captive hands to her butt and rub her Robin released Aika Miura grip and Joanna clapped her hands to her well warmed ass and moaned. Aika Miura rolled to her back and rubbed her buttocks trying to assuage the stinging pain. "Joanna! look at me," it was Aika Miura husband. "Each refusal will cost you 5 stripes. From now on compliance is the only acceptable course of action. Do you understand?" Joanna nodded. Upon instruction, Aika Miura released her hold on her ass and placed her clasped hands behind her neck. Aika Miura lifted her knees and placed her heels on the edge of the bed. Then, reluctantly, slowly, Aika Miura spread her ...(cont.)
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