Chinese torments
Jia was sobbing when he delivered the twelfth blow.
“I’m not going to marry you! I don’t love you!”
“You have made a fool of me in the eyes of your family! You will never get a better husband than me! I’m going to flog your breasts now, six blows on each breast!”
“No, please don’t! SOB!”
He counted out the blows. The carved wood bit deep into her soft breasts and left them red and marked…
SWIIIIISH!
SLAAAAAP!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
Flogging her made him even more horny and when he finished he released her and ordered her to kneel doggy style on the table. He lifted the silk to uncover her firm buttocks…
SWIIIIISH!
SLAAAAAP!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
“Now crawl backwards to the end of the table!”
She obeyed.
“Lift your buttocks! Show me your cunt!” he ordered.
