VIPs in bondage – Two

Exactly four weeks previously…

Whooosh! Crack!!!

The riding crop exploded with noise as it connected firmly with Mariah Carey’s soft buttocks, which may have sounded to some like pain but was in fact exquisite pleasure. She squeezed her eyes shut and counted aloud “Nine” and awaited the tenth blow.

It came seconds later, her Mistress Whitney Houston adding a little extra snap to it knowing it would be the final one and smiling as Mariah gave a little squeal and spoke ” Ten. Thank you Mistress” in her little girl lost voice.

Whitney stood back to admire the angry red lines she had created across Mariah’s beautiful backside. They almost symmetrically criss crossed her ass as she hung there, chained to the tall red cross in Whitney’s dungeon.

“Now it’s your turn slut” spoke Whitney as she moved over to an identical cross which had Halle Berry’s sumptuous body chained to it in identical fashion as Mariah’s.

“Ready?” she asked and Halle nodded and answered “Yes Mistress” and the crop swung down cut the air.