Violent Phone Sex Whipping

Violent phone sexShe insisted that I call her “Granny”. She’d picked me up on the side of the road passing through Virginia the other day, and brought me back to my place. She said it looked like I hadn’t seen a good meal or a nice bath in weeks. She set me up in her master bath, and told me to make use of anything I found, as long as I didn’t feel tempted to take off with any of it. When she’d left the room, I made myself at home, running a nice, deep bath in the huge garden tub. While that was running, I made use of the large mirror on the dresser across from her bed, undressing slowly. It started off as me making sure there were no noticeable scars or problem areas, and turned into me fingering my nipples and then my cunt. I’d no sooner laid back on her bed, fingers on my snatch, than Granny walked back into the room and caught me at it. She got so mad that she turned red in the face. Now, being an elderly lady, you’d think she’d be more frail, but that heiffer dragged me by the hair down the hall and out the back door. She brought me over to the shed, and pulled out an old whip. She tied me up bent over a sawhorse, and started to lay into me with that whip. By the time she was done, my ass had lines and gashes all across it. I wasn’t going to be sitting down for a few days. Granny said I could stay the next few days, let her take care of me, as long as I didn’t commit sin in her house again.

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