Strap-On Punisher

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Amaya sneered at the man, naked and bound to a stool in the middle of the room. He was gagged, so he couldn’t respond but his eyes were wide with anticipation. He was in for the punishment of a lifetime.
“Have you been bad Mark?” Amaya barked. “You can blink twice for yes. Maybe I’ll go easy on you if you’re honest.”
Mark blinked.
“You know how I hate having to do this but you really give me no choice. You are pathetic and you need to be whipped into shape.”
Amaya bent over, her bare ass so pale against the black latex covering her legs. The whip she retrieved was soft but she wasn’t planning on being gentle. She flicked it against the back of Mark’s legs, causing him to flinch from the pain.
“It’s not that bad! Coward.” Amaya spat, taking a seat straddling his lap.
Amaya yanked his head forward roughly so that Mark’s face was buried between her enormous tits and forced him into them. When she pulled him away he was breathing heavily and she could feel his erection poking at her from his lap.
“Did I tell you that you could enjoy it?” The slap she gave him left a red welt on his face.
“Now I am going to have to really give it to you Mark.”
Amaya untied him and shoved him roughly toward the bed. She kicked his legs out from under him so that he was face down, ass up on the mattress.
“Stay still.” Amaya ordered as she looked through her box of toys for the next piece of equipment she needed: Her large, purple strap on. She fastened it around her waist and slicked it up with lubricant before positioning herself behind Mark.
“This is the only way you’re going to learn who is boss.” Amaya growled, pulling at the hair on the back of Mark’s neck as she spread his ass cheeks and poked the head of the dildo against his tight butthole.
Mark whimpered as she rammed her rubber cock in his ass, just like the time before and the time before that. She might have been hurting him but he kept coming back and he kept paying her, so Amaya was not about to take it easy. She flicked the vibrating switch so that her clit would receive stimulation while she fucked Mark’s ass.
Amaya found a rhythm as she thrust in and out of Mark rapidly building speed. She reached around to stroke his cock at the same time, getting off to his moans of pleasure and pain. Amaya loved being in control just as much as Mark loved giving it up.
She could tell by the sound of Mark’s breathing that he was getting close so she gripped his cock tight to prevent him from coming. She always finished first. She rammed him a little faster, feeling the pressure building on her clit until she came hard and pulled out of him.
Amaya jerked Mark off with her hand until she forced him to come all over his own stomach, the sticky whiteness pooling in his belly button as she unstrapped herself and untied him. She threw a box of tissues at him and grabbed the cash off of the counter.
“I hope you learned your lesson.”