She craved the sharp sensation an open hand brought to her ample breasts. Her eyes gleamed as he prepared to deliver a punishing blow. Each ringing slap resonated through her body igniting a deep internal fire. The flushed skin only amplified her growing excitement. She begged for more, her voice a whisper asking can you please slap my tits harder. The sweet sting was almost too much to bear a exquisite agony. Her breasts pulsed under his commanding touch. He continued, prolonging every moment of raw feeling. The imprints made were badges of honor. Each new slap sent tremors through her spine. She was lost in the beat of sensation. His flogger danced against her tender flesh. The red welts showed his control. She welcomed every stroke. The view of her bruised body was a powerful aphrodisiac. Her desire soared with each new sensation. He knew exactly how to test her boundaries. The intense vibration in her core was overwhelming. She was completely submissive. Every part of her yearned for more.