Breast whipping (Tit whipping)

Posted on February 25, 2012 by admin

In our this weeks whipping story we are presenting an outdoor breast whipping, which culminates in an intensive pussy whipping. Enjoy this new whipping story:

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We have our rules at Paingate. They are set in stone and the girls know them. When we are joining a house for a shooting or even just vacation, every girl has her duties. And if they don’t fullfill them, they have to feel the consequences. Nora was new, it was her first shooting, but still she should have known better. She could have saved herself the trouble of a breast whipping…
When Nora arrived at he paingate house, she was instructed what her duties were. She was responsible for the garden. She was told that after she moved into her room, she was supposed to do the lawn mowing in the garden.

It was a sunny afternoon and after she arrived in the garden, Nora’s thought was: “You know what, the lawn can wait. It’s too hot for work anyway. I am going to take a sunbath and do the lawn mowing in the evening.”

The Instructice was watching the whole scene form a window and expected Nora to start her work right away. But before she knew what was happening, Nora took off all her clothes, grabbed a garden chair and sat down naked to take a sunbath. She even started putting some sun creme on her breasts. That was enough for the Instructice, she raged outside and started shouting at Nora:
“Who do you think you are? We told you to mow the lawn and you do what? Bathing your breasts in the sun.”
“Instructice, please, I can explain…”
“Nora, shut up!. I know a better cure for your tits and The Machine will do all the work for you. Machine will give you a severe breast whipping…”
In the corner of her eye Nora glanced that the Machine also hurried into the garden, holding a couple of whips. Bad news, Nora thought and she was right…

The Machine grabbed her arm and pulled her to the mower.
“I am going to teach you how to sit on a mower…”
Nora had to sit with her bare ass on the mowers steering wheel, exposing her breasts for whatever whip he was going to chose.
“We are going to start with a breast whipping lesson…”, the Machine announced and before he finished the sentence, Nora felt stinging pain in her tits. The machine was in a rage and whipped her breast stroke by stroke. ..

Nora started screaming: “Stop! Please! This was just peanuts, you are overreacting…”
“Sweetheart, THIS is just peanuts. Believe me it’s going to get worse for you…”
In the same moment Machine switched whips, came up with the multi-tailed Cat O Nine whip and instantly started whipping her belly…
“Aaahhh, that hurts so much…”
“You had your choice”, was Machines ice cold reply while he continued to treat her.
“And you know what?”, he kept tutoring, “I can still shift up a gear…”

And with an experienced grab he opened her legs, exposing her pussy for the lecture that was going to follow. Even though Nora never had undergone it before, she kind of felt it was going to happen now. She was ripe for a hard and intensive pussy whipping…

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Whipping stories

Posted on February 15, 2012 by admin

People are asking for more whipping stories, so here we go. Today Mistress Angelique is going to report from her duties at the FCC – enjoy her school punishment or my we say caning style disciplining…

My name is Angelique. I work for the FCC. Oh, you haven’t heard about the FCC yet? Well, the Female Correction Center is a private institution, specialized on young womens training. “What kind of training?”, you may ask. For the most part we are teaching and polishing the girl’s manners here in the FCC. The young women are usually sent by their parents, boyfriends or husbands. Today I had an interesting case…

Before I treat one of my clients, I use to go through their files. So her name was Felicitas, 18 years old, nice name and there was a cute picture beside it, why was she sent to the Female Correction Center?
She was sent in by her parents. From what I could read from her file, she was a rebellious girl. Smoking on class breaks, talking pretty nasty, having multiple boyfriends – just to mention only some of her delinquencies.

I heard a timid knocking at my office door. “Come in!”, I ordered.
Felicitas entered the room and closed the door. There she stood. A pretty girl and she looked very proud, like a little ballerina, on the edge of appearing arrogant.

“Can’t you talk?” I asked her with a loud voice and in a dominating tone. “Sure I can, what do you want to know?, she asked in a cheeky manner.
“Listen girl, I am the one asking questions here, not you. You understand?”
“Yes Mam”, was her reply.
Now I got a bit louder. “Never ever call me Mam again, I am your Mistress, you understand?”
She swallowed and I could see in her face, that she was fighting with herself, but after a few seconds she subordinated, “Yes Mistress, I understand.”

“Fine”, I said and got a step closer to her. “So you are here for your prime lesson at the FCC, right?”
“Yes Mistress.”
“Ok, but what kind of dress is this? You are showing up here like a little bitch.”
I went another step closer and pulled at her top. “Look, your nipples coming out by the smallest touch.” Felicitas looked at her own half bare tits with a mildly embarrassed smile.
I could see her left pierced nipple and it was conspicuous hard.
“It nearly seems like you are enjoying this. I think we talked enough an we’ll go on with your initial disciplining.”
Felicitas did not look worried at all. Was she excited about what was going to happen?

“Now turn around, lift your skirt and pull your undies down – we have no time to waste.”
The girl obeyed and turned around. She delayed lifting her skirt, but she finally did so.

Not much to my surprise this little bitch was not even wearing lingerie.
“What is that?”, I asked. “You are coming to our first meeting, completely naked under your skirt?”

Felicitas turned around quickly and with a close to crying face she tried to explain.
“Mistress, I can explain. I was in a hurry this morning, when I came …

“STOP! Enough said!”, I interrupted her. Turn around again, lean with your hands against the door and press your bottom back!”
She obeyed again.
“From now on I gonna let my little friend talk to you. He speaks the language you probably understand best.”

Instantly I got my riding crop in front, which I was hiding behind my back the whole time. With a zipping sound I let the crop crack on her fleshy sexy ass. She screamed. Red stripes were showing up immediately on her buttocks. Another strike and another.
“Ouch!”, she complained and touched with her right hand on her burning ass.

“Put your hands back to the door!” I commanded her.
And with another zipping sound the whip targeted her ass again…

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Pussy torture for a thief

Posted on November 16, 2011 by admin

and here is another pussy whipping story called “Pussy torture for a thief”, have fun guys…

Svenja is under control. I tied her to a ladder, which is in our sleeping room. The ladder leads to the attic. She is completely naked, well, she left her boots on. That is how I like them: naked in boots. I tied her arms and her ankles to the ladder. This naked girl is mine now. I can do whatever I want to her now. I wanted to have her like this, since I first saw her, wanted her prepared for a pussy torture…

One year ago Svenja contended as a housemaid at our house. My wife liked her, so did I. Actually I more than liked her, I adored her. This beautiful young blonde girl with the perfect body… She was the kind of girl I always wanted for my whipping “games”. We engaged her and she did a good job. At least so far.

Today we went to the Opera. My wife and me. They were playing “Rigoletto” by Verdy. When we got there, we met some friends in front of the entrance. Just in the moment we tried to enter, I noticed I forgot my ticket at home. My wife had her ticket in her handbag, so I sent her in with our friends and hurried back home…

I have my whip collection in my hands and I show it to Svenja. “You can chose: which one of my little friends do you want to be the one for the pussy torture?”, I asked in a pretty sarcastic tone. I could see the fear in her face. “Sir, please, let me go. It was not what it looked like…”

When I came home, I hurried into our sleeping room, but what did I see here? Svenja stood in front of our open safe, just trying on some jewelery of my wife. “Svenja, what are you doing there?”
“Oh Sir, where did you come from? I thought you were at the Opera. And this is not what you think it is. You left the safe open and I just…” I didn’t leave her more time for excuses. I grabbed her brutally, in the same moment knowing that my dreams just got true. Finally I had a reason for a pussy torture and there was nothing she could do about it. I undressed her. Oh, how did I relish this moment. She smelled so good, so fresh…

“If you can’t decide, I’ll decide for you. How about this one-ender? I call him Johnny. he does a good job when it comes to a nice little pussy torture…
I stepped back. Sure, i said it before, my goal is a pussy torture. But to come up with more of an arc of suspense, I start with a severe stroke on her tits. The pussy torture can wait, it will hit her hard and early enough…

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BDSM whipping stories

Posted on November 7, 2011 by admin

due to the great feedback to our BDSM whipping stories series, we decided to go for more of them and if possible make them better, larger and whatever you ask for, as much as we can. You are encouraged to give us more hints, to where our future path should lead. BDSM whipping stories, whipping videos, whipping galleries, we’ll post what ever you ask for. So here is our todays BDSM whipping story, “The Model”, enjoy:

I am naked and handcuffed, my hands are pulled up and this guy, who was a stranger to me an hour ago, is whipping my ass like as his live depended on it.

This is the first time in my life I get whipped. Red welts show up all over my back and my ass. Lash after lash this man makes my buttocks quake.

But the most absurd part about this is, I am actually enjoying it, I love it, I don’t want it to stop, never, give me more…

But let’s start at the beginning: I am Patricia, I am 24 years old and I am a photo model. Believe it or not, 24 is quite an age for a photo model. There is so much young competition out there, the girls get younger and younger every week. These days you see 16 years old girls walking for top designers on fashion weeks in Paris, New York and Tokyo. I mean, I still feel young and sexy, but things are not easy in my business.

So last week I got that call. It was my agency. They said a client booked me and I have to show up at some old factory ruin on Monday. The payment was good, so I accepted and went there this morning.

This was some lonely scaring area. I didn’t even want to leave my car. So I waited a couple of minutes and just in the moment when I wanted to disappear, this guy came running to my car. He had some photo-equipment in his hands, so I was positive this was Mr. Foster, the client. “Hey!”, he shouted, “don’t leave. You must be Patricia, right?” He was middle-aged and looked decent, not the kind of guy that would scare you off. So I left the car. “Hi! Mr. Foster?” I asked. “Sure, Sure.”, he replied, “I just prepared the setting in there. If you don’t mind, come in, just as you are. You look beautiful, we don’t have to change anything. You are perfect!”

I was looking around for the staff, which you would expect to find at a shooting, hair stylists, makeup artists, you know, the crew. But there was no one. Just me and Mr. Foster…

“Please, come in Patricia…”, he was waving with his equipment at a small entrance to this rundown building. He looked funny with his windswept hair. Again, he looked like an absent-minded professor, I trusted him, so I followed.

This place must have been abandoned a long time ago. Like every single window was broken, ages old industry scrap lying around everywhere. But after all, a photographer has to tell a story and this place told a story without even talking. At this point I didn’t know yet it was all about BDSM whipping stories…

The shoting started. I acted and posed like I was used to. I’m a professional, that part was easy. I was booked for a naked shoting, so I knew what was coming. “Take that black dress off”, Foster shouted. “And now the bra. Yes, yes, yes. You’re doing fine. Come on, play with camera…Now take your pants off and purse your lips… Yes, sexy, so sexy, that’s it… come on… give it all… ”

After this scene he came over to me with a pair of huge leather bracelets. He said these are the latest thing from Paris and this shoting was for promoting them. So I let him put them on to me. Wow, they were huge. But what did I care. For this amount of money he could put on me in what ever he liked to.

Now thingsturned around and went fast. After he attached these bracelets, he instantly grabbed my hands and fixed them at a rope, which was hanging down from the ceiling.

“Maybe things are not exactly as I said. Maybe I was telling stories. Fact is you are here to get whipped, BDSM whipped…” What was he talking about? I never heard of BDSM before. But he definately acted strange and being naked and fixed to that rope, I finally got scared…

The next moment the whip lashed down on my naked asss. Pain. I was shocked. I wasn’t even able to scream. WOOOSH!! The next beat landed on my ass. Sweet pain again… Did I say sweet? Yes, actually it felt bad and good at the same time. When the next strike hit me, I started to get afraid of my self. No doubt. i liked it! How did he name it again? BDSM whipping? I want to get BDSM whipped for the rest of my life…

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Bullwhipped by strangers

Posted on October 28, 2011 by admin

“Bullwhipped by strangers” is this week’s whipping story, enjoy:

It’s dark. Where am I? All I can feel is, that I am kind of hung up. My arms are tied up, I am somehow handcuffed. There is something in front of my eyes. The reason for the darkness. Someone blindfolded me. How did I get here? I can’t remember, I have no idea…

I hear a noise. Someone is in here. “Hello, who is there?” I ask. No response. “Hello?” Nothing.

Someone is breathing. I can hear it, I can feel it, I can even smell it. “Who is there? Please… talk to me” Again, silence.

If I only could recall what happened. But there is nothing. My head is empty, a total vacuum.

“Please… I know you are here… Why don’t you talk to me?”

Suddenly I feel someone touching my ass from behind. I scream out loud. He doesn’t stop. He feels up my whole bottom. This is disgusting and this is not a joke – I’m in serious trouble.

So it is not only one person, there must be more, there are at least two of them.

“Stop that! What are you doing?”, I scream. I didn’t think it would help, but actually it works. He stopped. Silence.

The last night comes to memory. Blurry. I’ve been out dancing with Jodie. We started at her apartment, having some drinks, for a cheap warm-up. After that we went to Barney’s, a small…

Finally, Light! Someone removed my blindfold. I can hardly see… “Ahhh!!”, I scream, the ugliest face I’ve ever seen… but wait, it’s not for real, it’s a mask, yeah, like an ugly carnival mask.

Now he is taking my slip off, “Stop that!”, but this time it failed to work, I am naked. He still stands in front of me, smelling my slip, bathing in my pussy smell.

Barney’s. A small club in our district. We danced, danced endlessly, me and Jodie. After a couple of hours it was time for a drink. We headed towards the bar. There were these three guys staring at us. “We haven’t seen you girls here before. First-timers?” the tall one asked us…

What is this? A tall guy is coming. A different one than the first. He has a mask looking like a woman. This is frightening. He has something in his hand. It’s black and white. What is it? He enfolds me from behind, playing with me, playing with this black and white thing. And now I recognize what it is: it is a bullwhip! Bullwhipped, I am going to get bullwhipped…

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Tit bondage for tit whipping

Posted on October 21, 2011 by admin

And here is another illustrated short whipping story, Tit bondage for tit whipping, enjoy…

Lucy is working for a middle-aged couple. But Lucy is a pretty lazy maid. She doesn’t do the laundry very often, instead of cleaning up the house, she enjoys sunbathing and so on. Two days ago, she already received a severe whipping, because she did not finish the housework in time. But Lucy did not learn from it, so she has to go through the next level of pain and punishment…

It’s a beautiful, sunny day. After coming home, the couple finds her in the garden, wearing a bathing suit. Lucy pretends to be working, pretends to be collecting weed. But even in a couple of hours she wasn’t able to fill a small bucket. The whole garden looks like a mess. The couple catches her and agrees to discipline her harder than the last time. She is up for a hard tit whipping…

Her big natural tits get tit bondaged and tied up to a tree. Now her tits are exposed to the hard whipping lashes. Stroke after stroke the couple whips her big breasts alternately, using a Cat O Nine and a singletail whip. Her nipples are getting harder, bright red and swollen. While the master keeps whipping her, the mistress gets to Lucy and forces her to say how much she enjoys the tit whipping. To even increase the humiliation, she gets tit whipped and she has to say “Thank you Sir for the tit whipping!” to stop the punishment. But even after the tit whipping stops, there is more of a punishment to come…

Now they take her panties off and she has to spread her legs. She receives a brutal pussy whipping, while crying in pain. After minutes of incredible pain, the whipping stops.

But it’s not the end of the torture yet. The maid is left alone, naked and tit bondaged to a tree, to stay out there for the night and having fun with swarms of mosquitoes…

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Ass punishment

Posted on October 16, 2011 by admin

after our foray into whipping videos, we are now back continuing or whipping stories series. Jana sent us this story about her ass punishment:

Hello, I am Jana and I am aged 24. I got an ass punishment by my boyfriend…

Originally I am from Belarus. I grew up in a small town. At no point did I enjoy living there. So as soon as I was finished with school, I went to Minsk, the capital of Belarus.

Life was so different there. So many people, everyone was busy and rushing. But after all, life was expensive there. So I had to work pretty hard to get along. Daytime I worked in a coffeehouse, while in the evening I was doing side jobs, like working in a cinema. The bottom-line is, that there was no time left for amusements. Sure enough, I had the one or other quick affair with colleagues, but my love life was everything but perfect.

Believe it or not, most of the men in Belarus develop some problem with alcohol in their life. For this reason I was bound and determined to look for a foreign guy.

This stuff is pretty easy these days. I googled for dating agencies and in no time I had contact with several men from around the world. One of this guys was outstanding.

His name was George and he came from London, but lived on Malta since a couple of years. He dealt with yachts. George was handsome and so charming. Right after our first Skype video session, I became his slave.

After a couple of weeks of Internet contact, I visited him on Malta and we fell in deep love. Instantly I gave up my flat, my life in Minsk and moved to George. Our first summer was exiting, romantic, what ever a young woman dreams of. But things changed quickly.

More often he came back home late and usually pretty drunk. “I have to deal a lot with Arabic businessmen”, was his excuse. “They are not allowed to drink in their home countries, so they are looking for amusement here. I need to sell boats, so I have to serve my clients in many ways.”

Needless to say that I was not amused. Remember why I decided not to get engaged with a compatriot of mine? Now I had the trouble that I had fled of.

One evening, he did not show up at all. In the early morning I got woken up by loud rumbling and singing. I looked out of the window and saw George coming home with what looked like an Arabic business friend. Never before have I seen George this drunk.

I hurried down the stairs, ripped open the door and started shouting at him “Do you know what time it is? Where have you been whole night?”

“Shut the fuck up you whore.” he said in a tone I never heard from him before. I yelled back “are you totally crazy now? You are both alcoholics, get lost, I won’t let you in!”
“You had your chance lil bitch. I told you to shut up. I think me and Murat are going to show you, how they deal with rebellious women in his country…”

“You are totally out of your mind…” I replied and tried to close the door. But no matter how drunken George was, he was quicker and blocked the door with his foot. “Murat, why don’t you get the two whips out of the car, that you showed me earlier. I am so curious to experience the ass punishment you described…”

Things happened quickly now. George grabbed me brutally, while Murat hurried back to the car. The Arab was back in no time, carrying two whips and a long rope. They ripped of my clothes brutally, only left my boots on. Then I got tied to the door knobs. My ass was exposed to the two defilers.

“Get ready for your ass punishment…”, I heard George say in the background. “SPANKKK!!!”

The first whiplash cracked on my ass and I screamed out loud. “WHOOOOSH!!!” The next stroke hit my ass even harder. George kept hitting me like a maniac. The pain was unbelievable.

Meanwhile Murat tied the long whip around my ankle and pulled my right leg backwards. This way my ass got even more exposed to the hard whiplashes. “That’s our ass punishment specialty”, he laughed sadistically…

My ass punishment went on for another twenty minutes. To really experience what happened, you need to go and watch the complete video in high quality. Also 125 HD images of the ass punishment are waiting for you.

Whipping Videos

Posted on October 8, 2011 by admin

So here we go, adding free whipping Videos!

We got an e-mail lately about how the sender enjoys our free whipping stories, but after all, to mix it up, he would enjoy some free whipping video content. And as we always said, your wish is our command here we start adding them. We feel bad, adding this kind of content late and also we don’t want to play small ball on this blog, so here are two free whipping videos to begin with, enjoy!

Sexy cute Angie got captured and kidnapped to an old rundown and abandoned industrial building. John, the tormentor, does not look like he is fooling around. he is here for a serious, hard whipping torture. Angie is tied to an old rusty metal leverage.
Things do not look too bright for Angie on this Friday afternoon…

He starts whipping her bare back with hard lashes. After that, he goes for her tight ass. Again he is showing no emotions, no mercy. Now she gets her feet tied to a trapeze and gets hung upside-down with her thighs spread. I wonder if he goes for her pussy in this position in the original video. If you wonder too, go and check out the entire whipping video here.
CRACK! CRACK! John fires a two brutal strike on her belly and she screams.

The second whipping Video is the follow-up, beautiful Angie can’t call it a day yet…

Now her arms are tied towards the ceiling. John keeps hitting her hard all over the body. Tits, belly, thighs and her shaved pussy.
In the next scene, we can see they are up to a caning. Before John starts out, he commands her, that she has to cum and by his voice you can tell he means it. The caning starts and Angie gets louder and louder. Is she really going to come?…

Watch the whole whipping video and you will know..Guys, let us know how you liked our foray into whipping videos. The Whipping Blog – Team.

Orgasm Torture

Posted on October 2, 2011 by admin

introducing a couple of torture stories, I premiere with a story of a vacation I’ve done with my girlfriend Cindy, “The Orgasm Torture”:

my girlfriend and me are pretty busy over the year. I do in real estates and she works as a waitress in a cocktail bar. Sounds funny? Well, of course my income would suffice for both of us having an easy lifestyle, but she says she wants to do her “own” thing and so I let her do it.

Nonetheless at one point we had enough of all the stress and decided to take a weak off in September. We booked some impressive Finca (which is a Spanish expression for country house) on Ibiza, a Mediterranean Island. A couple of flight hours later, we got there.

At this time of the year it’s the perfect weather over there. Still warm enough for sun bathing and swimming, but not as broiling as in the midsummer.

My girlfriend is a bit slutty, so she decided to move around completely naked. That was fine, as we had a huge property which was way apart from all the tourist centers. By the way she looked so hot, with her big natural boobies and her complexion getting darker under mediterranean sun.

The second day she stood at a kind of ancient pillar that we discovered on the premises. “I wonder how many women got tied to this column in ancient times?” she said. “Why would anyone do this?” I asked back. “Maybe to get her whipped?” was her response and with a cheeky smile in her face she attached “maybe you would want to whip me right here?… Right now?!”

That was enough of obvious hints to get me going. I remembered, they had a lot of old stuff as wall decoration in the land house. Things like old used saddles, torches and a lot of things I can’t even name. But I remembered there was an old horsewhip, so I rushed. I snapped it from the wall, also an old lasso that was next to it. In just a few seconds I was back at Cindy’s statue and it seemed as if the bare view of my vigorous acting made her randy.

Without further talking I bound the rope around her slim waist and I could already feel how she relished any random touch of mine.

I did a step back and “whoosh!” without any warning I smashed the whip on her tits. The first hit she tried to parry with her left hand, the second strike fully hit the target. She let it happen, didn’t even try to conceal her pleasure…Hot! She was on the way to her first orgasm torture…

While I went deeper to whip her belly, she was massaging her tits, as if she was acting versus the pain. But we both knew she was doing it out of sexual arousal. She already was close to a whipping orgasm…

I started hitting her deeper and flogged her clitoris. The lips got instantly swollen, but I kept whipping. Cindy’s moaning increased ecstatically whip by whip. No doubt, she was to cum.

Her body cramped in a mix of pain and lust. She screamed out hysterically “hit me harder, I’m coming, I’m coming,…ahhh” and I could watch her body exploding…

Minutes later, when I unbound her, her hands, her body, the whole girl was still shaking.

“Thanks for my first tortured orgasm” she muttered, “those ancient girls must have had satisfied lives”. And with this shameless smile back in her face, she asked “what do you think they used this pillar over there for?…”

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Steven

Pussy whipping

Posted on September 29, 2011 by admin

There is one generic principle regarding the production of BDSM whipping material: The more flexible the „victim“ is, the more things you can do with it. This statement sounds strange? Well, let me explain in detail what I mean by that…

The core of BDSM photo shooting does not go by a formula, like it is usually used for mainstream porn. Good looking actors doing some naughty things and that is it.

There is much more to a good BDSM scene. It should be full of action and unusual content, exceptional movements and uncommon postures. Of course this demands for actors, which fulfill our just defined requirements. And they are hard to find in the bulk of porn models. Many producers camouflage the inability of their models by adding senseless toys to pimp up the shooting, but this is certainly not the kind of stuff I want to show to you. I want to bring quality to you!

In my opinion, the conclusion for the BDSM makers should be to look more for models with a background in gymnastics, sports, or athletics. Certainly some history in ballet dancing would be beneficial too.

But honestly, how often have you seen a BDSM model, that has the attributes we just discussed? Not too often, right? More frequently we are going do spot some inflexible (or even fat) girls, which will make for a quick unsophisticated shooting, but nothing more.

As far as you can tell by now – I do not want to show you guys these common models, I want to show you something more sophisticated, something better. This policy applies in full extent to the following image, which shows an extra severe pussy whipping of the extreme kind, but still not missing out on the challenging facets of a quality session:

The model’s name is Alex. We do not need to have a degree in science of sports to recognize that this girl has some background in physical training. Look how she does these amazing, extra wide splits. I mean you don’t have to be a former Olympic participant to perform like that, but then again you do have to have some kind of athletic education, right?

Pictures of this quality are really impressing in my opinion. And you guys know me by now, if I really enjoy a topic, I am going to give you more images, so here we go

And as we can see again, this ability adds a complete new level of opportunities to a pussy whipping photo shooting. Look how she spreads her legs, so her pussy lips get exposed to the brutal whipping strokes. That is not something your girl-from-next-door-model is capable of doing. This is outstanding!

I am not going to be mean, so here are more pictures of the very same shooting, enjoy!

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