“One is the cane.” I tell her and watch as a look of fear crosses her face. “So twenty five lashes with the whip on your back. Anal sex Like I told her I would I start off gently with each strike getting a little bit harder but still only making her gasp and then she counts out the strike. I raise my eyebrows questioningly and watch Taylor blush deeply. I walk over to the spot where I placed the toys earlier and swap out the paddle for a cane. Taylor unfolds herself and crawls across the bed to sit in front of me but the whole time she keeps her eyes down and doesn’t look at me. I’m filled with nerves and I really hope I won’t mess this up as I kneel in front of her
“May there be many years filled with happiness, love, pain and pleasure.” I say before fastening the collar around her neck making sure it’s not too loose or tight. She lets out a loud moan which I instantly muffle with my lips, I continue kissing her until I feel her moan completely cut
