They spoke at length about her desire to suffer for him. Stripped naked on the bed, they found the perfect rhythm, each getting what they needed. Laying into her bare bottom with the heavy strap to the sounds her delightful moans. Painting a masterpiece of welts with heavy leather, followed by thick wood Paddles, her cries and whimpers filling the room as she writhes under his relentless hand. He could think of nothing more enjoyable than the sight of her naked body, an orchestrated dance of pain and pleasure as she suffers beautifully.
