| Master continues to use the different items on my ass and thighs, for how long, I really can not tell, but it seems like forever. When he finally stops, I hear him move the chair back out of the way as he says, "Ok sweetness... enough playing around with those little toys." I suddenly feel the bite of the hanger again and I scream out, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" but of course, he continues to deliver the hanger to my sore and tender ass cheeks. He keeps the licks of the hanger centered to my ass cheeks. I am struggling and wiggling as much as I can in my restraints, but with very little progress. I start biting my bottom lip again, pulling against my ropes as hard as I can, and keep my body as tight as I can to endure each and every bite of the hanger without losing complete control over myself. Just when I don’t think I can take anymore, Master moves to a different area across my ass cheeks and starts striking that area, one strike after another, until I can hardly stand it any ...
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