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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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